A Sorcerer’s Journey

Chapter 1392: Chapter 1393: The Round Table Conference!?

In the greed and shock of the Eskimo Metal Destroyer, it roared angrily, finally no longer content just to watch from outside the world.

Two hands larger than tens of thousands of meters gathered in fiery clouds slowly smoothed the fiery cloud face projected onto the World’s Veil. With a low, muffled hum, the hands pressed down fiercely, attempting to tear open the World’s Veil to force a descent.

Rumble! Rumble!

The sky seemed ready to collapse in position.

Forcibly descending into an average-scale world, the energy consumption was truly astounding, just like how a True Spirit Wizard forcefully descending into an average-sized world requires burning the Soul of the Dominator. Although the Metal Destroyer civilization does not use the Soul of the Dominator as an equivalent energy source at this life level, according to the balance rules of the Endless World, the energy consumed must be an extremely rare, unreplicable product—not something easily replenished by the Space-based Annihilator Ship Base recharging.

Soon, a pair of immense hands pressed down the tens of thousands of meters of sky. The sky completely collapsed and caved in; clouds and sunlight swept around, revealing the metallic gloss, and surrounding elemental energy clashed with the forced descent rules, sparking into flame.

Overwhelming pressure like the end of the world; Green, directly under these giant hands, was enduring unimaginable pressure.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack...

Holding the Grand World Sphere, which originally froze the surroundings like a stable mirror, now under the high-altitude giant hands aiming to gouge open the world, Green, without activating his Elemental Embodiment, was like a fly under the giant’s palm. The frozen space of tens of thousands of meters surrounding the Grand World Sphere began to crack, breaking from the edges with a "crack" and "crack".

The giant’s unbelievable pressure, even through the World’s Veil, enfolded Green.

"Ah..."

The Wandering Dandelion Avatar hidden in Green’s surrounding space was forced out by this oppressing force. After a sharp scream, she gazed in horror at the sky, directly facing the menace of the Metal Destroyer, which was the pressure the entire world was enduring. At this moment, she was truly insignificant and trembled insignificantly.

"Green, it seems I can’t help you much. Everything rests on you now!"

After speaking, the Wandering Dandelions scattered and flew.

"Even though this is an average-scale world, it’s far weaker compared to the former Flame Soul World. It looks like even with the world’s will trying to resist, it could only support the fight for a few days. It’s far easier than when the Seven Rings True Spirit Sorcerer descended into the Flame Soul World."

Green faced the oppressing force at high altitude, estimating the time the Metal Destroyer needed to descend without external force interference.

"Is it truly intending to descend? Green Beast, should we take the opportunity to escape! If this world is truly locked by the Star Orbit Cannon, wouldn’t one shot directly blast us through the Piercing Gate into the Dimensional Esophagus? No matter how many lives, we’d surely be doomed."

Xiao Ba evidently remained concerned about the Star Orbit Cannon, very worried.

"Give up this Wizard Legion and merits? If we retreat gloomily, many things won’t be accomplished so easily, not the least of which is accessing the most mysterious Round Table Conference of the Wizard World!"

Green learned about the Wizard World’s Round Table Conference through Xiao Ba.

In ancient times, since internal conflicts in the Wizard World intensified, leading to several wars, the ecosystem was damaged. To protect the Wizard World, apart from the Holy Tower rules requiring True Spirit Wizards to relocate to Sky City, these conflicts were resolved through the Round Table Conference.

The Round Table Conference includes any Dominator-level existence within the Wizard World and represents the true core ruling class of the Wizarding Alliance, serving as the center of this world flock, akin to the headquarters of the Hua Emperor’s Quantum Technology Company in the Great Universe World.

Since learning about the Round Table Conference, Green has been secretly probing for any information about it.

Given Green’s lower wizard level back then and the Round Table Conference’s secret nature, he only discovered that the conference was held inside Sky City and no other details.

However, upon knowing the existence of the Seventeen Wheels True Spirit Sorcerer Prometheus, who represented the truly pinnacle Ancient Mechanical Wizard, competing with Antonio. After Antonio left the Endless World, with the Eternal Sky City, the Demon Hunting Expedition plans completed a higher level True Spirit Dedication.

His strength, if not for the soul limitations, might not fall short of Antonio at his peak.

Leading the hidden quantity of unknown profound wizards in the Eternal Sky City, one ring, one star veteran True Spirit Wizards and one circle new True Spirit Wizards, Old Black Sorcerer and the Sea King Festival seated, the Seven Rings True Spirit Sorcerer’s miraculous rise, along with the Wizarding Alliance’s successive victories in war, the influence of this Round Table Conference would soon spread throughout the entire world flock, replacing the Hua Emperor Quantum Technology Center in the Great Universe World as the only center of this world flock.

At least, that’s what Green thought.

Green hoped to demonstrate his strength and directly enter this true core meeting to deliver his intelligence, and take the chance to genuinely understand the Wizard World rather than propagating his words at the Wizarding Alliance’s convention.

Thinking thus, Green drew a deep breath and suddenly roared toward the ground: "Guardian, this is the true Evil Demon King, letting this world fall into the unredeemable destruction origin! Tell me, are you afraid? Are you terrified? Have you lost your courage to retaliate against the disaster befalling this world?"

Green asked for the construction of high towers, rings, and altars by the Wizard Legion. Among them, the altar was not only to enhance the guidance of the Wizard World’s Oblivion Tower’s Source of Magic Power but to invoke the will of the Sky Mountain Marine World, utilizing the world’s remaining Guardian to unleash its maximum strength.

This old lizard, only twenty centimeters tall, stood on the altar built by Green, and the altar platform seemed almost like a plaza to the old lizard.

The ground around the altar was shattered, and under the pressure of the descending metal giant hands trying to tear open the world, the entire island trembled and sank bit by bit, with small stones popping into a powdery mist, and sea water surged out in all directions.

"This! This! This, wuwuwu..."

"Ah..."

Some weak local tribes gathered on the island gazed at the apocalyptic scene in the sky, their eyes filled with blood from the immense external pressure, causing unidentified blood stains to seep from their skin as if about to explode at any moment.

Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff...

The true Dominator’s oppressive force, the collision of conflicting rules, far outweighing Green without activating the true body state.

Some weak local tribes exploded with a "puff," continuously breaking, and as the sky’s oppressive force grew stronger, the number of native tribal beings dying under this suffocating pressure will become increasingly numerous.

The old lizard drenched in blood rain, this was the weeping of the Sky Mountain Marine World, once pure rules, now long reduced to endless pollution.