Wizard's Journey

Chapter 939 The Kiss of Soul Devouring

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

In the sky, Grimm, along with the Sword of Destruction, Youquan, and the Six-Headed Shagu Thunder Emperor Wolf, the Lord of the World, flew rapidly. Behind them, on the ground and in the lower sky, millions of slave legions of various forms followed with a "boom" and a "boom".

The numerous holy-marked wizards, along with hundreds of millions of bizarre and monstrous slave monsters enslaved from various worlds, have been baptized and eliminated in this world. While hundreds of millions have been eliminated, there are still too many creatures with gaping maws and bared fangs left. Compared to the loss in numbers, the remaining individuals whose strength has evolved are actually stronger overall than before.

beep beep...

Green's long, pale hand, adorned with flowing seven-colored runes, produced a crystal ball. Inside, Cappuccino's figure appeared, holding a series of experimental data about parasitic spores.

This was a task that Green had already assigned.

With complete experimental equipment within the Void Mothership and a large number of Arcane Wizards from the Tower of Annihilation Academy, and having witnessed firsthand the effects of the parasitic spores turning Li Qingya into a plant in the early stages of their arrival in the Spirit World, Green is naturally very concerned about this power as they are about to launch a full-scale invasion of the parasitic spore world.

The method used by Base A to save Li Qingya was a "blood transfusion" method adopted after extensive research by Green.

The reason for all of this is the power of these parasitic spores!

Parasitic spores, a type of parasitic microplant, possess an incredible "immortality." They survive in the plant life of every parasitic spore world as biological blood, representing the primordial will of the world. This power can exert its "immortality" through infection, phytochemically eroding flesh-and-blood organisms.

As for how these parasitic spores achieve their "immortality,"...

Inside the Void Mothership, Cappuccino pulled out a report containing a long string of experimental data, his eyes wide with astonishment.

"Wow, Professor, these parasitic spores are incredible! It seems we've made a truly remarkable discovery!"

Green was prepared for this, and nodded, saying in a deep voice, "Yes, tell me."

"Mentor, you should see for yourself."

Cappuccino, inside the crystal ball, amplified and transmitted the data from the parasitic spore experiment.

Parasitic spores, microorganisms, experimental data report:

First, an experiment on ice element attacks: 90% survival rate for a 650-degree ice element attack, 50% survival rate for a 1100-degree ice element attack, and 1% survival rate for a 1900-degree ice element attack.

Second, fire element attack experiment: 180-degree fire element attack, 90% survival rate; 350-degree fire element attack, 50% survival rate; 600-degree fire element attack, 0% survival rate!

Third, lightning element attack experiment: 400 degrees Celsius lightning attack, survival rate 90%; 500 degrees Celsius lightning attack, survival rate 50%; 600 degrees Celsius lightning attack, survival rate 0%.

Fourth, pressure attack experiments: 1500 degrees Celsius pressure, 90% survival rate; 3000 degrees Celsius pressure, 50% survival rate; data for higher pressure experiments are lacking...

Fifth, acid dissolution attack experiment: 99% survival rate after acid dissolution at 3000 degrees Celsius; data for stronger acid dissolution experiments are lacking…

Sixth, the Void Annihilation Experiment: For every third of the hourglass, the mortality rate is five percent. A very small number possess an ultra-durable survival rate in the Void, and by reducing their own material power and the power of the Void to the limit, they can survive for more than three hundred hourglasses.

7. Radiation attack experiments: 99% survival rate after a 3000-degree radiation attack; data on more advanced radiation attack experiments is lacking…

eight……

"From a microbial perspective, parasitic spores are indeed immortal, a remarkable achievement. However, their weaknesses include difficulty in feeding and whether they will fall into endless dormancy after leaving their host. It seems that they ultimately lack the world-changing power of algae like the Hexacyclic Algae or the Abyssal Moss, and are merely slightly peculiar microbial specimens, which can be collected to see if there is anything worth studying in more depth."

After nodding, Green gained a direct understanding of the parasitic spores and shut down the crystal ball communication.

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The original site of the CF-2 base.

"The Wizarding World!"

For more than a decade, this name, which is like a nightmare, has been murmured countless times by the King of Male Ferns. The fear revealed in his resentment is chilling to the bone.

Today, due to the large number of people in a vegetative state, there is no trace of any evolved human technology in the CF-2 base. In addition, the previous series of disasters and the existence of a dominant force that shook the world have also brought about tremendous changes here.

A bottomless canyon runs through the area, and in the distance, an active volcano has sprung up, leaving only one in ten of the mutated creatures remaining.

"Ah...it's a curse, a wizard's curse! Great Baron King, save me!"

At the feet of the King of Male Ferns, an ordinary, ten-meter-tall vegetative person suddenly let out a terrified wail. A huge red lip kiss mark suddenly appeared on his body, and his soul was burning fiercely as it was swallowed into a mysterious space by this eerie red lip.

The terrible wizard's curse has a mysterious and contagious nature. It goes unnoticed even when it occurs near the King of Male Ferns, and it spreads among lower creatures!

Under the Lord of the World, all the lower-level plant beings were filled with fear, terrified that this soul-devouring curse would suddenly fall upon them.

This unknown contagiousness is one of the reasons why the King of Male Ferns dared not order the opening of the world's gate, allowing numerous low-level plant beings to escape back to the world of parasitic spores.

As for allowing himself and many other world lords to escape back to the Parasitic Spore World, and then completely sealing off this world rift that the King of the Ferns had blocked with his main body, leaving only the last connection?

Nine years ago, when the Willow Vine of Time, having lost three life branches, was about to be sent back to the Parasitic Spore World to recuperate, it got stuck in the World Rift with no way to escape or avoid being attacked by that hidden wizard, all the World Lords who remained in the Spirit World completely abandoned this idea!

"hateful!"

The King of Male Ferns poured out the power of a large number of parasitic spores, drowning out the curse of the Soul-Eating Kiss that had occurred at his feet.

A short while later, the plant's surface was covered with a layer of emerald green, which was the overflow of parasitic spores.

Before invading the chaotic apocalyptic world of spirits, the King of Male Ferns already had a clear understanding of the Demonic Locust Vine of the Chaotic World. The power of parasitic spores to become plants would make him the absolute nemesis of this Demonic Locust Vine, and he would even be able to achieve perfect grafting!

But now, even that devil's locust vine...

"Bojue, close the world gate immediately! Right now! Don't worry about us, you absolutely cannot let these demons enter the parasitic spore world, promise me!"

Transmitting one's will is no easy task; the King of Male Ferns was practically consuming his own life force!

The King of Male Ferns gasped for breath, regretting his unauthorized intervention in this world.

For the safety of the Mother Realm, the Male Fern King has made a firm decision to permanently exile himself to this world, awaiting his fate of destruction!

Beneath the feet of the Male Fern King, the plant-like being cursed by the Soul-Eating Kiss was nothing but an empty shell, rooted to the ground like an ordinary, unconscious plant. Over the past ten years, the Male Fern King had seen far too many such empty plant shells.

"Oh? Don't you think it's too late?"

A vibrant, luscious flower gradually bloomed, and the ethereal, soul-devouring, holy-marked great wizard sneered.

(End of this chapter)