Wizard's Journey

Chapter 951 Projection Deepening

"Waaaaaah..."

I could vaguely sense the excitement emanating from Xiao Ba's primordial soul fire.

It must have been after this spacetime altar was lit that the rift between the world of spirits and the world of parasitic spores reacted in some unusual way.

It seems that this world invasion differs from the world rift invasion that Grimm experienced before, due to the application of ancient knowledge passed down from the ancient wizards' spacetime altars.

The flames on the Time-Space Altar burned quietly. Green only needed to maintain it for about the time it takes to burn an hourglass before he could stop paying attention to it.

"The lungs of the world! As a medium-sized world, this world should be more complete than some small worlds. Let's travel around the ocean some more and hopefully find another large node coordinate..."

……

The world of spirits.

The illusory image of emerald green leaves, seemingly a mysterious power existing between reality and illusion, continuously manifested before the rift in the Spirit World through projections from the Parasitic Spore World. As the conflicts between the world lords gathered on both sides of the rift escalated, the connection between the worlds gradually tightened, and it was no longer as low-lethal as it was when Grimm left.

"hateful!"

Before establishing the source of magic in the Wizard Tower and becoming a formal Saint Mark Wizard, Dark Wing Nicola murmured in a low voice, a hint of fire emanating from the depths of his dark eyes.

Although the scar on their cheek was quickly repaired by the special body of the Lord of the World, the Saint Mark Wizards still felt the intense malice of the Parasitic Spore World as the effects of these projected attacks continued to deepen.

The enemy showed no fear or weakness; on the contrary, their continuous escalation of counterattacks posed a significant threat to the wizard slave monster army gathered here.

Even as a last resort, the Stigmata Wizards have ordered those Arcane Wizards to withdraw from the area of ​​influence of the parasitic spore world projection near the world rift.

"Now that you've advanced to level four, you should spend more time improving the fusion with this body. You haven't even unleashed a third of its original power yet."

Compared to the effects of these parasitic spore world projections on Darkwing Nikolai, Youquan, carrying a black flame greatsword, showed no discomfort whatsoever. These emerald green shadows were only ten meters away from Youquan when they were dispelled by the invisible malevolent energy emanating from Youquan's body, which was wrapped in white bandages.

In the sky, beneath the white protective strips, Youquan's sharp eyes gazed at the ground.

Many slave monsters have already been attacked by the world projection, injured and killed, and their corpses are being devoured by those stronger monsters without any mercy.

The numerous ruthless holy mark wizards showed no sign of backing down, but instead intensified their counterattacks, attempting to force the other side to submit first!

"Guarding the remaining pride of the ancient wizards..."

Youquan glanced at the boundless black clouds of panic gathering before the rift in the world, and murmured indifferently.

Nicola and Youquan were already acquainted. This body, possessed by the soul of the master of another world, had indeed not yet unleashed its full power. Nicola glanced at Youquan with her beautiful amber eyes on her pale face.

"To break through to level four before the Civilization War is already an achievement, I've done my utmost. I don't have your luck, nor am I as monstrous as your junior brother. As someone who hasn't even established his own source of magic, he's already starting to covet a mid-level world with numerous world lords!"

From Nicola's sour tone, it's clear that Grimm was extremely jealous of the fact that he had organized so many Stigmata Wizards to invade the Spirit World and then used it as a springboard to invade the Parasitic Spore World.

It's not easy to express oneself in front of Green, but it's normal to feel a little bitter when you're around this old acquaintance.

Youquan glanced at Nicola without speaking, then shifted his gaze from the panicked, boiling Grand Wizard to the Soul-Devouring Kiss Grand Wizard.

"The Void World drove that big guy away, and the Panic Boiling Saint Mark Grand Wizard is also nearing his limit. It's been the Soul-Devouring Kiss that's projecting back at the Parasitic Spore World. I wonder what the situation is like over there."

At this moment, the Soul-Devouring Kiss Saint Mark Wizard also seemed to have a temper, and would often rage and curse.

A few days ago, in a fit of rage, he personally and cruelly slaughtered a large number of slave legions from the ground, performing a blood sacrifice and retaliating madly against the parasitic spore world. Tens of millions of slave monster legions trembled in fear.

Heaven knows what kind of evil sorcery this Stigmata Wizard, who had been exchanging ideas with the projected attacks over the past year, actually unleashed.

"Luckily, Green summoned these old guys as well, otherwise we alone would have had a really tough time... Hmm!?"

Suddenly, Nikola seemed to sense something.

The other Stigmata Wizards, including the Soul-Devouring Kiss Stigmata Wizard whose face was contorted with rage and cruelty, all looked toward an altar beside the ruins of the collapsed Hunting Tower.

"Haha, it seems that Green is making good progress over there. He has already lit up a spacetime altar so quickly."

Almost simultaneously, the world rift that could barely accommodate level three beings seemed to be replenished by some external force, growing at a visible speed, far exceeding its previous speed.

The Soul-Devouring Kiss, which had been struggling against the world of parasitic spores, couldn't help but show joy after being in a state of constant annoyance for more than a year, licking its red lips with the tip of its tongue.

"Wait a little longer, there's no need to rush. It's too dangerous to send a level four Holy Marksman to launch an invasion rashly."

Panic-filled Holy Mark Wizard suggested that, as an ancient wizard with enough experience over the years, although cruel, evil, and greedy, he was not blindly impatient because of his experience of defeat in war.

"Hmph, I know."

The Kiss of Souls responded, but still excitedly beckoned with its finger, summoning a ram-headed serpent from the ground.

This level three monster trembled in fear before the near-tangible pressure of the level six holy mark wizard at close range, completely devoid of any independent thought.

"Take this with you."

After the crystal ball thrown by the Soul-Eating Kiss was caught by the serpent monster, it pointed at the world rift and spoke indifferently, completely ignoring the life or death of the slave monster, who then rushed into it without hesitation.

……

The world of parasitic spores.

The blood-red rain was so oppressive it was hard to breathe, making people restless and uneasy, like the sky crying in despair.

Among the hundreds of thousands, even millions, of vegetative-body people gathered before the World Rift, a plague of vegetative-body weakness has spread. Although the Earl's Domain has taken corresponding measures to deal with this situation, the results have been minimal.

The projected attacks from unknown monsters in the Spirit World were bizarre and powerful. Even before the battle officially began, panic had already spread throughout the Parasitic Spore World.

"Look, there... the crack is showing signs of life!"

The plant-like soldier responsible for observing the cracks in the world screamed, his body now covered in many black spots from the blood-red rain.

The world rift was writhing and expanding at an incredible speed. The King of Ferns rose rapidly from the ground into the sky, his bark wrinkled and his face extremely gloomy.

"An unknown enemy has infiltrated this world. I just sensed a faint repulsive ripple within it. Although it's very distant, we must find it and eliminate it immediately!"

As the King of Ferns was speaking, a chaotic scene erupted in the World Rift, and a large army of plant-like beings gathered, ready for battle.

It was as if the whole world was echoing with the tense sound of war horns. What kind of monster would emerge from within?!

Pfft...

A monster with a goat's head and a snake's body poked its head out of the crack, glanced at the hundreds of millions of plant-like beings and the numerous world lords, let out a strange cry, and then retreated in terror.

A strange pillar fell from the sky.

"Heh heh heh heh, the game is about to end. The will of the great wizard is about to descend. Prepare for the catastrophe. I can almost smell the trembling fear emanating from those little guys behind you..."

Within the water sphere's light screen, the image of the King of Male Ferns being captured and tortured by the panicked, holy-marked great wizard was projected, causing many vegetative patients to gasp in horror.

With a loud "bang," an angry vine shattered the crystal ball!

(End of this chapter)