Wizard's Journey

Chapter 940 Panic Boiling

Rumble...

Corpses littered the fields, blood flowed like rivers. One after another, the plant-like beings were smashed to pieces. Having lost their parasitic mothers, their parasitic spores and blood scattered outside quickly entered a dormant state, waiting for an unknowing future devourer to consume them and infect a new parasitic mother.

Ultimately, it was nothing more than an invading legion led by an ambitious level-five world lord. They could put up a fight against ordinary small and medium-sized worlds, and they possessed a relative plant-based advantage against the Demonic Spore Vine. Their attempt was to complete the Parasitic Spore Cataclysm by grafting this incredibly powerful plant, absorbing its chaotic origin, and creating a new King of Ferns, or even...

However, faced with the overwhelming army of slave monsters in the wizarding world, more than twenty world lords, who attacked with an unstoppable force that could shatter the heavens and the earth and destroy everything in their path, the plant army, which had been so proud before setting out to conquer the parasitic spore world, collapsed immediately and could not be stopped at all. Several followers of the world lords were killed one after another!

Before the gates of the world, only he and the willow vine of time remained, the Lord of the world prostrate on the ground.

Slowly, a Saint Mark Wizard wearing a white spiral-patterned mask walked out from behind the crowd of Saint Mark Wizards. His red and blue eyes, like two calmly burning flames, looked over.

"It's you!"

The male fern king, with its many branches broken, was reduced to just over four meters tall by the spatial cage. He lay prostrate on a sea of ​​plant remains, sensing the powerful creature that exuded a familiar aura. He tried to stand up but was pressed down by the incredibly sturdy spatial cage, speaking in a resentful and piercing voice.

Before it descended upon the Spirit World, it was this creature's projection in the Spirit World that spoke rudely to me, threatening to destroy the Parasitic Spore World.

Nowadays...

Sweating profusely, the King of Male Ferns whirled around, sensing through the spatial cage, across the battlefield of corpses and seas of blood, and through the layers upon layers of crowded monsters, that the two incredibly terrifying Bo Fern-level demons were grinning as they worked together, performing some kind of deduction according to the spacetime trajectory of the world gate that had been completely closed, actually forcibly restoring the world gate unilaterally in the Spirit World, tearing open a world rift!

"No!"

With a heart-wrenching roar, the King of Male Ferns seemed to already see these terrible demons surging into the Parasitic Spore World, wreaking havoc, and destroying and trampling on his proud Mother World.

"I'll grant you anything you want, as long as you..."

Green, who was walking towards the unconscious Willow Vine, stopped and slowly turned his head to look at this level-five creature that had submitted to the will of the great wizard, which was extremely evil.

Are you scared?

"I……"

The King of Male Ferns fell silent, ceasing all resistance.

"Hehe, don't even mention him, even I'm a little scared of myself now. The whole world is trembling for me. This kind of loneliness of standing at the top of the world and doing whatever I want is something no one can share with me. Sigh, am I really happy? Can anyone tell me..."

Ignoring the narcissistic guy who was lost in his own fantasies, Green continued step by step toward the unconscious Lord of the World of Willow Vine.

"Heh heh, Tower of Annihilation, I've personally suppressed this guy according to the reward you gave me. The reward will be settled after the invasion of the Parasitic Spore World is complete..."

"Roar, you won't get away with it!"

Suddenly, the Willow Vine, which had been in a state of apparent death, erupted and unleashed a full-force attack of its primal power, lunging towards Green.

Bang!

However, with a ripple in the barrier of the spatial cage, the world's master, who had long since lost his natal willow branch, was powerless to break through the spatial cage set up by the Skull Bell Tower Saint Mark Wizard. He could only look up at Grin with eyes full of hatred from the ground.

"The little guy's still playing these tricks, hehehehe."

The Skeletal Bell Tower Stigmata Wizard scoffed, a skeletal ankle resting on the old willow tree, his expression one of disdain.

Green pressed down with his left hand, which held the Book of Truth, signaling the restless legion of slaves around him to retreat. Beneath the mask of truth, his eyes looked at this valuable prisoner and chuckled.

"You devoured my avatar, and now you want to taste my true form? Hmph..."

Green reached out and plucked a large clump of willow catkins from a giant willow branch, put them in his mouth, chewed and savored them, and then nodded in satisfaction.

"How is it, young master? It smells like cream, doesn't it? From now on, let Labun use this guy's willow catkins as a seasoning, and have some afternoon tea. Oh, and lemon juice too. Life couldn't be more pleasant. We can even send some to Ye Ye. Yay!"

Xiao Ba's blissful expression was absolutely stunning.

"Excellent! Seal it to the 90th level of the Secret Realm Abyss, as the second collectible after the Howling Cockroach Queen!"

After nodding to the Stigmata Wizard of the Bone Bell Tower, Grimm slowly walked towards the Male Fern King, whose will had been constantly monitoring the movements of the Panic-Soaked Stigmata Wizard and the Soul-Devouring Kiss Stigmata Wizard.

Leaving this level-five creature behind wasn't Grin's idea, but rather the idea of ​​the panicked, boiling, holy-marked great wizard!

As for why?

It seems that collecting the power of panic from this fifth-level world lord has a certain auxiliary effect on purifying the elemental essence of the fearful and boiling holy mark great wizard, which cannot be ignored.

Green was happy to cooperate.

"What did you say... Hmm, though I don't know which world you're from, your words have already brought annihilation upon your world. The Parasitic Spore World Rift is right in front of you. If you have the guts, come and destroy it! If you don't, we will descend upon it and find your hidden location in the Spirit World, find clues to your world, and invade and destroy it!"

Green sneered as he gazed at the distant horizon.

"See that? It won't be long, a few months? A few years? Along the still-burning fluctuations of those spacetime rifts, the Panic-Boiling Archmage and the Soul-Eating Kiss Archmage will reopen the gates of the world. At that time, all these, all those, all the wizarding world forces you once looked down upon will pour in, enslaving and subjugating everything in the world you cherish to the will of the wizards..."

In the distant distance, the panic-stricken Holy Mark Wizard seemed to sense something, glanced in this direction, smiled secretly, and continued to complete the restoration plan for the Gate of the World.

Aside from the Great Wizard of Soul Eater's Kiss, there are probably very few others in the wizarding world who possess such advanced spacetime technology.

"Grimm, several people have already contacted me secretly, wanting to talk to you about a cooperative intrusion. Your ability to forcibly break the rules of the World Garment has attracted a lot of attention."

The secret spring was transmitting its message.

Green had anticipated this. Compared to the dangers of the body-refining wizards forcibly entering the world, the shocking and subversive effects brought about by Green's easy entry into the world were truly astonishing!

(End of this chapter)