Wizard's Journey

Chapter 963 A Stormy Night

"Damn it, it's actually true!"

Xiao Ba stood on Green's shoulder. At this moment, in the center of the spacetime altar, one-third of the aura was from the parasitic spore world, and two-thirds of the aura was tainted with some strange eyes with void attributes. The two-colored eyeballs inside kept turning, looking at the many powerful life forms around them with fear.

Such a materialized miniature world-eye is truly unheard of.

Generally speaking, the "eye of the world" is merely a concept in the evolutionary process of the world, belonging to a special kind of regulated spatial region.

This materialized world eye is likely an incomplete original rule that evolved during the evolution of the void creatures' world, resulting from some abnormal evolution within it. It was then found by the King of the Ferns and placed in the parasitic spore world. It is an extremely unique and rare world treasure, probably one of the many collections of the former King of the Ferns.

"Hehehe, Tower of Annihilation, it seems I misunderstood you."

The Soul-Devouring Kiss shrank to the size of a bee, sat in the center of a bright red flower, floated in front of Grimm, stared in amazement at this distorted world eye, and licked its alluring red lips.

"Hey, Tower of Annihilation, how about I trade all the profits from this invasion for the Eye of This World? According to the contract we signed, the reward I should receive this time is no small sum! If that's not enough, I can also give you the right to rule one or two small worlds to play with."

Uh……

Green said in a low voice, "I already have other plans for this Eye of the Deformed World. I'm sorry."

Grimm, who had just added the seventh life force detection modification to the Face of Truth, immediately had the perfect material for the eighth modification because of this strange world eye!

"cut……"

Rejected by Green, the Soul-Devouring Kiss ceased its pursuit, and the crimson flower drifted away, quietly awaiting the arrival of an hourglass.

As the magical flames of the second spacetime altar burned fiercely, the world rift began to show obvious changes, continuously widening.

"Green, how's the situation over there?"

Youquan's voice remained sharp and cold, showing no signs of anything amiss.

"Senior sister."

With a cold smile beneath his true face, Grimm said confidently, "It's just an empty world. In this current perception, what appears to be powerful over there is merely a concentration of all its power in front of the world rift. Once we break through the defenses in front of the world rift, we will easily take control of everything in this world."

As he spoke, Green gazed at the second spacetime altar, where magical fire burned fiercely, and then at the world rift that was constantly writhing and expanding, exuding a rich aura of a parasitic spore world.

"With the power of this altar, combined with my special ability to expand the World Garment, it's enough to maintain a world portal that allows the Soul-Devouring Kiss and Panic-Boiling Saint Mark Wizards to quickly invade. With their level six power protecting the other end of the rift, and then leading a large army of slave monsters to pour in, it won't be long before this intermediate world is completely invaded and firmly controlled by us!"

Youquan nodded.

"Conquering this world will provide enough resources for you to experiment and research to your heart's content before the War of Civilizations. I hope you can gain something before the War of Civilizations. These days, panic is boiling over and the Holy Mark Wizards are restless. They are in a hurry to end this invasion and return to the Wizarding World. I think something may have changed. And with such a powerful ancient Holy Mark that is comparable to the Black Tower of the past, it is most likely information about the War of Civilizations."

Beneath the surface of truth, Grimm's two-colored eyes narrowed slightly.

The sense of urgency and impending crisis loomed over us like a tangible shadow.

With four worlds—the Howling Cockroach World, the Spirit World, the Centaur Wasteland World, and the Parasitic Spore World—it should be enough to meet all of Green's current needs for material resources.

…………

The world of parasitic spores.

Unlike these low-level vegetative patients who are immersed in the joy of victory.

Whether they are creating high-quality soil amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood of fallen slave monsters in the Wizarding World, or swaggering around with one or two plant-like slave monsters at the cost of reducing the purity of their own parasitic spore blood, the World Trees are uneasy because of a message from afar.

The Eye of the World, a relic left behind by the King of the Ferns, was stolen by an evil and cunning monster that infiltrated the world!

Like a parent punishing a child who has made a serious mistake, the Lonely Pine, having lost the favor of the original will of the parasitic spore world, not only lost the terrifying power that even Green, who had broken his self-seal, could not directly resist, but also had its divine tree power, which it had selflessly dedicated itself to for ten thousand years, taken back.

Today, Guhansong is just one of thousands of ordinary vegetative patients, at most slightly better than some level one or two vegetative patients.

This demonstrates the importance of the Eye of This World to the fundamental will of the Parasitic Spore World.

As long as the world rift is not completely healed and disappeared, the terrifying monsters on the other side may launch another attack. With the power that those monsters possess, they still have the ability to keep the world rift from healing for decades.

"After obtaining the Eye of the World, that alien monster immediately left in some unknown way, going to great lengths to steal it. I'm afraid... hmm!?"

"call!?"

suddenly!

Not only the King of Ferns, but also the vast army of plant-based beings, who were immersed in the joy of victory, all looked up at the world rift in the sky that had just shrunk to a hundred meters. At this moment, it began to wriggle and expand irregularly again, at an astonishing speed.

A series of sudden changes, from worry to the joy of victory, and then to this sudden change, have truly left people bewildered.

At this moment, it was the King of Ferns who roared first: "Prepare for war! Prepare for war! Everyone prepare for war!"

Almost in response to the words of the King of Ferns, as the world rift underwent a violent change, tens of thousands of bizarre and grotesque monsters surged out of the world rift once again, with an intensity greater than before, and actually broke through the prepared plant army deployed beside the world rift.

It seems that the invasion launched by those monsters from the unknown world will be even larger than the first one.

"Don't panic! Don't retreat! Charge! Kill all these monsters! We can't let them cover the even stronger monsters that are rushing into this world!"

The World Trees, realizing the dire situation, disregarded their need to conserve their power and personally charged into the gates of the world.

In the midst of the attack, dozens of monster corpses fell from the sky, shattering one after another.

One after another, hundreds of meters thick branches were swung and intersected, but the number of slave legions driven by the wizard's will was simply too great. Even if only a small portion of them successfully poured in, they still numbered in the millions, enough to destroy some small worlds.

Rumble...

"The world of parasitic spores..."

Like a doomsday volcanic eruption, from the dark rifts where slave monsters poured out incessantly, a steel giant, nearly twice the size of the previous bone-spiked monster, poked its head out and looked at this vibrant and prosperous world ruled by plant-like beings.

(End of this chapter)