Wizard's Journey

Chapter 933 The Wizard's Calamity (18)

Ten years later.

The demonic locust vines, stretching deep into the earth's veins, are like a malignant tumor parasitizing this world of spirits, controlling the lifeline of this world, drawing upon the primal power of the entire world, and attempting to bind their own destiny to that of the world of spirits.

They even attempted to become an endless ruler, to replace this world, and to create the World Tree!

Meanwhile, many wizards searched for the Chaos Roots and eradicated them one by one. All of this was done to sever the inseparable parasitic relationship between the Demonic Locust Vine and this world of spirits, allowing it to exist as the master of its own world, rather than opposing the entire world.

In this way, without the continuous support of the world's primordial power, even if the other many Saint Mark Wizards do not take action, the Panic Boiling Saint Mark Arch Wizard alone, if he has sufficient magic power, might be able to suppress it.

Thus, ten years have passed as the Wizarding World has been working tirelessly to eliminate the Chaos Root Tumor, suppress the Devil Vines and several Chaos Demon followers, and continuously attack the invading forces of the Parasitic Spore World.

It is quite rare that so many holy-marked wizards have descended upon this small world and still haven't been able to conquer it after ten years.

"This guy is getting more and more cunning."

Following the elemental power emanating from the roots and veins of the demonic locust vines beneath his feet, Grimm suddenly realized that he had reached the end of the road ahead, with no more roots or veins to sense. The Face of Truth frowned and sighed.

In recent years, as the number of Chaotic Root Nodules has decreased, the connection between the Devil's Vine and the world has also weakened, reaching the point where it is on the verge of being completely severed.

However, this guy gradually became familiar with the wizard's methods and even began to confuse the wizard's perception of natural forces, thus concealing himself.

Otherwise, even with over a hundred Chaos Root Tumors and so many Holy Mark Wizards descending, they would have been completely eradicated long ago.

"In my opinion, this also shows that the true form of the world's master, the Devil's Locust Vine, is constantly shrinking and has come into harmony with its own will, to the point where it can be controlled at will."

Millie walked ahead, with Hachi perched on her shoulders, chirping away in her ear from time to time.

In contrast, Kredia clung to Green's side, her gaze always burning with desire, as if she wanted to devour him.

"Huh? Another guy's been lured here!"

A Saintly Wizard from afar also spotted Green's direction. With a flash, he flew over at lightning speed. It was none other than the Seventh Ring Saint Tower Time Hourglass Saintly Wizard.

The memory of the half-step into time experience that the Holy Mark Wizard gave to Grimm was still vivid.

"Tower of Oblivion, were you also lured here by the demonic vines?"

A black and white striped wizard's robe, the rustling sound beneath it seems to have become eternal, a stiff and delicate face that rarely shows emotion.

"Um."

Grimm nodded, and with a flick of his Abyss Staff, four fragments of Chaos Root Nodules fell from the dimensional gap. He said in a low voice, "After hunting down this last Chaos Root Nodules four years ago, I have been without any further acquisitions."

Gaa gaa gaa gaa...

Suddenly, Hachiko, who was on Millie's shoulder, flew over, one wing supporting his chin, looking as if he were thinking.

"Do you think it's possible that the root nodules of this big guy have actually been completely eradicated, and it's just putting on a show?"

beep beep...

Grimm and the Time Hourglass Stigmata Wizard Crystal Ball simultaneously transmitted a communication message.

As the Green Crystal Ball floated to his side, the background sky in the light screen was filled with boundless dark clouds that exuded an aura of panic and foreboding, while countless phantom skulls scattered and drifted in all directions.

"The Tower of Annihilation, this big guy isn't as lively as before. Its power has dropped quite a bit, hahaha. Judging from this, it might drop to level five with a little effort. You should gather all the Saint Mark Wizards and the slave legion over there to come and take care of it together."

As he spoke, the panic-stricken Grand Wizard shut down the connection between the crystal ball and the light screen.

The Time Hourglass Saint Mark Wizard, clad in a black and white zebra-striped wizard robe, looked toward Grimm, only his wise eyes revealing a hint of emotional fluctuation.

"Given the vast distance, the magical power transmitted from the source of magic in the wizarding world is negligible compared to the consumption. Furthermore, with the world's will pushing against it, there won't be many more great wizards in the wizarding world capable of holding out against that demonic vine for ten years, let alone those who are in a state of panic and turmoil. In that case, let's go."

"Um."

After nodding, Green turned to look at Kredia and Millie in front of him and sighed, "Well, being able to live carefree with you all these years makes me feel like I've returned to my days as a wizard apprentice. Back then... sigh, let's work hard. I hope that one day in the future, we can join hands to build a demon hunter expeditionary force."

Green waved his hand, signaling Hachi to summon the Mysterious Thousand-Headed Bird to send the two away.

The battle to defeat the Demonic Locust Vine only requires a large army of slaves as cannon fodder, and is not suitable for low-level wizards to participate in.

As for what Green said about jointly forming a demon hunter expeditionary force, Millie and Kredia certainly understood its meaning.

Green hopes that one day the two of them can enter the realm of Stigmata Wizards. Now all three of them are over three thousand years old. It's better for Kredia to be a mermaid in disguise. For formal wizards, although the theoretical limit is ten thousand years, they can generally live for five to eight thousand years. Three thousand years is not considered a young wizard.

"Um."

Millie nodded.

Compared to her sister Mina's self-sacrifice in advancing to the position of World Lord, and Green's exceptional intelligence and talent, Millie was also an outstanding figure among wizards of the same era, but she was clearly not on the same level as the two of them.

Cretia whispered sweet nothings in Green's ear.

"Millie has been keeping a close eye on me all these years, never leaving my side, afraid I'll cheat on her. Humph, it's no fun at all. How about we go out alone together from now on?"

With that, Kredia smiled knowingly, intending to sneak a kiss on Green before running away, but she was blocked by the seven-colored runes of the self-sealing spell formed by the Robe of Appearance, and left somewhat awkwardly.

"Hehehe, you can rest assured leaving this to Eighth Master!"

The enigmatic Thousand-Headed Bird cast a shadow and carried Millie, Catherine, and Hachi away.

"Looking back now, it's only been a little over two thousand years since I went on the expedition to the Flame Soul World with Black Sota, and the Holy Mark Wizards of the Tower of Annihilation still have some formal wizard friends. It's really good..."

If the hourglass of time could sense anything, Green would simply nod blankly.

These words are so reminiscent of when Green had just become a full-fledged wizard and still had those wizard apprentice friends.

call out!call out!

In the distance, the aura of panic and turmoil from the Grand Wizard of the Holy Mark gradually began to appear, still as oppressive and turbulent as ever, causing one's heart to pound.

"Nightshade, immediately mobilize all slave legions to the center of the world. The general offensive has begun."

Inside the crystal ball, Nightshade Sachi, wearing a pale mask, turned serious.

"Yes, the great Archmage of the Tower of Annihilation."

(End of this chapter)