Wizard's Journey

Chapter 937 Chaotic Bird Beak

One month later!

Twenty Stigmata Wizards, six World Lords of the Ancient Thunder Emperor Wolves, and an army of hundreds of millions of Wizard World slave monsters surrounded the Devil's Locust Vine in the center, which had shrunk again and again over the past ten years and now had nowhere left to retreat.

At this moment, the Demonic Locust Vine, with only a hundred or so branches remaining, was left trembling alone under the overwhelming and irresistible will of the wizard, having all the chaotic creatures that had followed it killed.

The Devil's Vines, which once possessed an invincible presence with its roots spreading through hundreds of chaotic root nodules, occupying nearly one-tenth of the world's main continent and enduring countless attacks from wizards while regenerating at a rate far exceeding its consumption, had dwindled to a mere thousand branches a month ago, its regeneration rate unable to keep up with the wizards' rate of destruction, and now...

With only a hundred or so branches and a dilapidated trunk, it could fall to the level of a level five creature at any moment. Even without the wizards' intervention, its own chaotic aura was constantly dissipating.

The demonic locust vine that once attempted to reopen the rift in the chaotic world, transforming the chaotic apocalyptic world of spirits into a chaotic projection world, and thus creating the World Tree, has now withered and is nearing its end.

"The will of a wizard?"

The very center of the Devil's Locust Vine resembles an enormous, unparalleled bird's nest, as if its very evolutionary purpose was to exist for this nest, making the name "Devil's Locust Vine" rather inappropriate.

Perhaps, in a fictional world called Chaos, under the chaotic rules of evolution, something evolved to protect the offspring of a powerful being in order to gain the right to survive.

At this moment, any elemental wizard skilled in thinking would inevitably begin to make certain connections with the chaotic world at the center of this world cluster through this devilish locust vine.

The several ancient thunder emperor wolves and body-refining wizards from the world of explosive thunder were simply enjoying the joy of victory, waiting to deliver the final destruction to their opponents and conquer this world.

"Hehehehe, compared to killing, a wizard's thirst for knowledge surpasses everything. If you are willing to tell me all the information about the Chaos World, I can sign a contract with you and grant you the right to live and die as you please in this world."

Panic-fueled, the Holy Mark Wizard gathered elemental bodies from all directions in the sky, combining the power of panic that spread to the heavens. The true form of the colossal, thousand-meter-tall creature, resembling rolling flames, smiled sinisterly, looking down at this life form from the illusory world with the air of an absolute victor.

Yes, it has no chance of turning the tide.

Perhaps once, in a one-on-one battle, panic boiled over in the face of the insurmountable devilish vine, and the only result was the exhaustion of magic power, leaving them helpless.

However, the panic and uproar represented the will of the wizards. Numerous holy-marked wizards and slave legions played a significant role in the unique evolutionary path of this devilish locust vine, leading it toward its demise.

"You beings from inferior worlds, do you think you can manipulate and control me, who was born in the great chaotic world? Hahaha, how laughable! Although I didn't manage to achieve my true chaotic form outside the chaotic world this time, and live a carefree life thereafter, I am still far beyond the reach of you inferior beings to kill me!"

The devilish locust vine roared in fury.

"An inferior world?"

Not only the Grand Wizard of the Holy Mark was gripped by panic high in the sky, but many other Holy Mark Wizards surrounding the Devil's Locust Vine couldn't help but sneer inwardly, their disdain palpable.

What kind of world would it take to call the Wizarding World an inferior world?

Perhaps only a powerful world that once evolved to a level similar to the Xiahe civilization in the endless river of world history has the right to call the wizarding world a low-level world?

It's just a virtual world, it doesn't even have the ability to affect the material world like a nightmare world, yet it arrogantly calls the wizarding world a low-level world.

"Hehehehe, what an arrogant fellow! In ancient times, the wizarding world has a history of conquering the illusory world. I really look forward to the day when the will of wizards invades the chaotic world, hehehehehe!"

puff……

At this moment, all the branches of the Devil's Locust Vine turned into ashes, and wisps of pure, chaotic mist gathered into a sphere, which seemed to contain a seed.

"Hahahaha, ignorant inferior beings, invading the Chaos World? Then come on, I'll be waiting for you in the Chaos World!"

The chaotic pillar of light enveloped the seed, and the space itself seemed to collapse as a result. The speed at which the rules of the Spirit World could be repaired was far slower than the speed at which chaos collapsed.

Um! ?

What kind of method is this? Time-space escape?

A nameless palpitation and boiling panic gripped the Holy Mark Wizard, who acted without hesitation. Tens of thousands of skull phantoms descended from the sky, crashing to the ground and blasting towards the Demonic Locust Vine, delivering a final, fatal blow with earth-shattering power!

Steel Body, Withered Roland, Arc Thundercloud, Bone Clock Tower, Sword of Destruction, Heavenly Wolf King...

The attacks from other holy-marked wizards followed in quick succession. With only its remaining power, how could the Demonic Locust Vine resist such an astonishing attack? In an instant, it was completely submerged, and the sounds of its main trunk and branches breaking and crumbling were incessant.

Crackling sounds!

Green also unleashed a bolt of annihilating electric energy, tearing away light from all directions in a flash before disappearing into the final attack of the numerous holy-marked wizards on the demonic vine.

The elemental torrents, like a tsunami, swept across the world.

Click!

"This is……"

The ground of the chaotic, post-apocalyptic world of spirits was riddled with holes, and the last remaining remnants of the Demonic Locust Vine were now broken and unrecognizable.

however!

In mid-air, within the collapsed space, only the Chaos Seed, which seemed like a thorn in the side, remained unharmed, its face, complete with a mouth and a mask, looking at everyone with mockery and disdain.

Boom!

The next moment, the entire Spirit World shook violently. Lightning flashed and thunder roared, the sky changed drastically, the earth cracked, the sea surged, and volcanic lava spewed out, as if something had violently crashed into the Spirit World. Many of the Saint Mark Wizards, who had complete control over the power of nature, were now swaying from side to side in the sky and showing signs of being unable to stand steadily.

"Holy crap, is some kind of supreme being about to forcefully descend upon us?"

A flash of space appeared on Green's shoulder, and Little Eight appeared, staring at everything with wide, mischievous eyes. Clearly, the distant Base A was also feeling the world's tremors at this moment.

The ear-piercing friction sound spread to every corner of the Spirit World, and the chaotic mist of the entire world was gathering in this direction, surging towards the collapsing spatial vortex caused by the chaotic seed.

"This feeling..."

Green remembered.

Once, in the Dark Realm of the Wizarding World, I was subjected to a spacetime sealing spell cast by Muhammad, who wielded the "Despair Handbook." The illusory worms summoned by him then devoured me, and the aura of that illusory world I was trying to retreat to was exactly the same as the vortex of wontons created by this seed now, only vastly different in scale.

Could it be that I was almost sealed away by chaos?!

In terms of level, the degree of illusion in this chaotic world is similar to that of the forgotten world that Grimm communicated with; both are relatively deep-level illusory worlds.

"Damn it, it really is! Luckily, it's a virtual ruler. Damn, what kind of status does this guy have in the Chaos World? Even if there are more possibilities for the birth of a virtual ruler in the deeper virtual world, it actually managed to communicate with a virtual ruler and try to force its way into the real world to save him... But if such a deep virtual ruler were to descend into the real world in one go, hahaha, it's really overthinking it."

After his initial shock, Xiao Ba calmed down and watched everything unfolding before him with composure.

"Is he truly an endless ruler?"

Because of Xiao Ba, Green calmed down a bit, but the six exploding Thunder Worlds, the Ancient Thunder Emperor Wolf, and the numerous Saint Mark Wizards were no longer able to remain calm. The whole world was shaking, as if something huge enough to destroy the entire world was trying to force its way into it. This suffocating sense of panic and oppression...

If the panicked and bewildered Stigmata Wizards hadn't remained remarkably calm, these world lords and Stigmata Wizards would likely have already scattered and fled by now.

"Hmph, wizards, I'll be waiting for you in the Chaos World!"

squeak……

The strange, piercing bird calls, whether due to the barrier between illusion and reality or the obstruction of the balance rules between the ruler and the small world, all constituted conditions that made it difficult for the unknown ruler of this chaotic world to descend. At this moment, under the watchful eyes of many world lords, a giant, illusory bird beak barely reached into the spirit world. Its massive size of a thousand meters, even if it was just an illusory projection composed of chaotic aura, was enough to inspire awe and make it difficult to feel any resistance.

With perfect accuracy, the bird's beak tip caught the chaotic seed of the Devil's Locust Vine, and its excited will spread to every corner of the spiritual world.

This feeling is so much like the joy of a male bird in its mating season, searching the world for materials to build its nest, and finding a beautiful and perfect one!

Rejected by the world of spirits, assimilated by the real world, and punished by the rules of balance, this giant beak that stretched out from the illusory world quickly withdrew from the world of spirits after obtaining the seed of chaos.

The chaotic vortex rapidly closed, and along with it, nearly 90% of the chaotic mist from the Spirit World also departed!

(End of this chapter)