Wizard's Journey

Chapter 967 A Frog in a Well

"Gah gah, young master, he's awake."

Inside the ice, the taro plant struggled violently before suddenly opening its eyes.

"Owner!"

Having broken free from the icy armor's restraints, the Taro Man, now one of the millions of soul slave monsters under Grimm's command, bowed his head in reverence—a submission born from the deepest instincts of his soul.

"Hmm, where is the source of life, the fountain of life, in the roots of the fern?"

Green went straight to the point.

After thinking for a moment, the taro-man who had already completed the soul enslavement said in a low and respectful voice, "Master, apart from those fern king divine trees, there are very few people who have specific information about the origin of the former fern king. I only learned about a plant person who might have clues about the origin of the former fern king by chance."

"Oh? Who?"

Green also knew that being able to soak in this spring of life by the greedy Six-Ringed Two-Legged Wyvern King, a sixth-level world lord from another realm, must have great effects.

Its contribution was indispensable on the path of the former King of Ferns to his ascension.

"The guardian of life's lake and sun well, the cactus."

Green of Life Lake knew that right next to the city of Bojudu, beneath the boundless lake tide, a powerful seaweed creature was locked in fierce combat with the Soul-Devouring Kiss Saint Mark Wizard.

However, as more and more Level 5 Stigmata Wizards invaded this world, it seems that they have now changed their opponents.

Judging from the faint sounds of thunder and explosions coming from that direction, it must be either a Thunder Wolf King or a Thundercloud Arc Saint Mark Wizard.

Guardians of branches and leaves through the years?

Knowing very little about the history and culture of the parasitic spore world, Green nodded and said calmly, "Take me there."

The Taro Man soul slaves walked ahead. Just then, a group of plant-like soldiers gathered in the distance. Apparently, the Fiery Rhinoceros's disruptive power had attracted the attention of some guards from the nearby Boju City. The group numbered about twenty.

"Kill them."

Green glanced at the plant-like guards who were advancing along the vines that formed bridges between the giant trees in the distance, and gave an order to the slave monsters that were following the nose of the plane.

Then, a series of whooshing sounds filled the air, accompanied by the howls and roars of the monsters. Green followed the Taro Man, flying quietly and unhurriedly toward the so-called Sunwell.

The azure lake stretches to the horizon, with waves crashing against it.

Crackling sounds filled the air as dark clouds rolled in, accompanied by continuous flashes of lightning—it was the Thundercloud Arc Saint Mark Wizard.

But then they saw the Holy Mark Wizard battling giant seaweed monsters that kept emerging from the Lake of Life. The lake contained a strange, complex energy that could quickly heal the seaweed monsters' injuries and deplete their energy reserves. It was a territorial natural elemental life form, and as long as the lake didn't dry up, it would be difficult to truly kill it.

"Master, that is the Sunwell."

On an inconspicuous little island, only a banana tree grows, with grapevines twining around it, and a stone well, which seems to be submerged by the rolling waves at any moment.

Without disturbing the two monsters fighting in the lake, Green followed the Taro Man to the island.

"Entering the Sunwell requires sacrificing enough Parasitic Spore Blood as a price. I've heard that it consumes a lot and is too much of a burden, so I've never been here before."

As the taro man spoke, he fiercely sliced ​​open one of his branches.

As the parasitic spores flowed their blood, the grapevines beside the dry well excitedly sniffed over and kept sucking up the blood. The taro man's face grew paler and paler, and his life force steadily declined.

After a while.

Due to the massive loss of parasitic spores and blood, this level-three vegetative person actually fell to level one. Only then did the grapevine leave, satisfied. A large banana leaf wrapped up the taro person and Green, and everything in front of them was rapidly disappearing.

The surrounding space shifted, and the aura of the rules seemed to change. Either Taro Man and Green had arrived in a secondary space, or the two had been pulled to a distant part of this world by some external force.

The banana leaves disappeared. Just moments ago, outside there were thunderclouds, lightning arcs, holy scars, wizards, and seaweed monsters, creating a raging storm. Now, in the blink of an eye, there is only endless yellow sand, with only a lone, hundred-meter-tall super cactus standing atop a sand dune in the distance.

Xiao Ba didn't come in. Green glanced at the empty shoulder.

"cactus?"

Despite its enormous size, it is pitifully weak, probably not even reaching the level of a first-level organism, like a giant balloon that would burst at the slightest touch.

"You two have paid a sufficient price. Each of you has one chance to know whatever history this world has to offer. I am the Ruler of the Fern King, appointed to preserve the fallen leaves of time."

It seems like a habitual, undefined rule, lacking any independent consciousness.

As for this boundless desert, it is merely a reflection of the Sun Well's water, a tiny and illusory world where one is like a frog in a well, looking at the sky from the bottom of a well!

As expected of a ruler-level being, even though it is just a tiny, illusory world, Green would have difficulty entering it without mastering the correct method.

Guided by Grimm, the weakened Taro Man stepped forward and said in a low voice, "I want to know the exact location of the Fountain of Life, the source of the King of Ferns."

No wonder the Taro Man had to pay such a high price, bearing the cost of two people's share.

Woohoo!

After chewing for a while, the cactus king spat out a leaf, which fell into the taro man's hand. The illusory leaf quickly disappeared.

"We need to unlock the shackles of the Sea of ​​Life in the City of Bojue!"

Lake of Life and Sea of ​​Life are just different names.

Having received the answer he wanted, the Taro Man stepped back, and Grimm stepped forward, asking in a low voice, "Where is the last relic left behind by the King of Ferns in this world?"

Woohoo!

After chewing for a while, the cactus king spat out a leaf, which landed in Green's hand.

Green caught the leaves, frowned, and handed them to the Taro Man. These leaves could only react with the parasitic spores.

"Master, this is the last trace left by our beloved fern!"

Just as the Taro Man finished speaking, the surrounding space suddenly changed, and the faint sounds of waves and thunder could be heard. Then, in a flash, he was back on the island where the wind and clouds were raging.

"Damn it, you dare to just wander into a virtual world like that? Are you crazy?!"

Little Eight shouted, but fortunately this illusory world was just a small, subordinate space, extremely illusory, without special rules or dangers. It could be given as a gift to a low-level wizard, after all, it was a carrier of the spacetime sealing technique.

Thinking this, Green let out a cold laugh and slowly began to unleash the Book of Truth. Magic surged, and a large number of forgotten runes floated out.

"Let's use this well water to enter the Dream Realm as a reward for Nightshade Sachi's positive performance in this invasion, heh heh."

Green would certainly not be stingy when it comes to cultivating trusted wizards.

(End of this chapter)