A Sorcerer’s Journey

Chapter 734: Chapter 734: Agrimond (Part 2)

The oppressive silence in the four VIP seats was gradually mixed with some sighs amidst the overwhelming roars.

"The era of Elemental Wizards is already in decline, the time of Abyssal Refinement has arrived, and neither of the two Elemental Holy Tower Great Sorcerers dare to accept the challenge. This signifies the dawn of the Body Refinement Wizard era after the Mechanical Wizard era and Elemental Wizard era in the Wizard World..."

"The future center of the world will be the Abyssal Underworld, while the Sky City will gradually become an antique with memorial significance..."

"The Sea Tribe has gradually been naturally eliminated by evolutionary history..."

The four seated individuals, regardless of who they were, all knew the terror of this King of the Abyss, Agrimond.

Entering the Holy Tower Arena, once defeated, means losing the attention of the world’s will. The four were not Underground Abyss Arena Sorcerers and did not regard life-and-death dueling rituals as their glory and value like the Abyssal Arena Sorcerers.

Thus, the silence of the four seemed to become the glory of all Abyssal Wizards of the Tristar Holy Tower, symbolizing the invincible rise of Wild Body-Refining Wizards. It appeared as if everyone could see themselves achieving the status of King of the Abyss and overlooking all the Wizards of the Wizard World with an unmatched stance.

Green’s Face of Truth detected countless gazes falling upon him, not just the millions and tens of millions of eyes from below in the arena, but also the dozen or so gazes from above the Abyssal Demon Clouds, seemingly representing... expectations for Green?

As one of the silently challenged in the group of four, Green sat half-rigid in the VIP seat, feeling like he was on pins and needles, his face extremely unpleasant.

After a long while, Green suddenly exhaled the stuffy air in his chest, relaxed his body, closed his eyes, and leaned slowly against the seat, ignoring the so-called expectations in others’ gazes.

Despite the intense longing in his heart, rational judgment and analysis forced Green to abandon this near-impossible challenge of victory.

According to Green’s judgment, even if his magic power was fully restored, the only way to win would be the Forgotten Truth Spatiotemporal Sealing Technique. However, how could the opponent allow him the opportunity to set up a sealing skill in such a dueling ground?

And using his usual methods to fight, even with three opportunities to use Magnetism Star Core, Green had no confidence in forcing the opponent to activate the third level of Wild Instinct!

According to Green’s estimation, even without any states, the King of the Abyss Agrimond was already stronger than Green when he opened his second level of Wild Instinct. This was a truly powerful Wizard of the Wizard World that Green, at his current stage, could never defeat, representing the strongest power under the Stigmata of the Wizard World—a Third-Level Great Sorcerer with nothing but the goal to ascend to Stigmata.

Moreover, Green was currently in a state of magic backlash.

Green’s silent abandonment suddenly disappointed the originally expectant gazes that moved away one after another, some even filled with anger. It was as if those who had placed secret bets on him saw their target not stand up, felt he had weakened, ignoring their expectations.

The other three, however, were not as free-spirited as Green.

The Forest Essence Mieljis, King of the Jewel Sea Labulad, and Mechanical Burst Fighter Holmzi were all in a pin-and-needle state, as if they would erupt in the next moment. Yet, none truly stood up, just looking at each other as time ticked by, and indescribable awkwardness spread among them.

Drip...

A drop of water fell between the dense blue-green scales of the King of the Jewel Sea Labulad, and the faint "drip" sound was so piercing among everyone, causing gazes to shift to this Sea Tribe powerhouse.

Silently, with a hint of helplessness, Labulad gazed at Agrimond standing like a Skyholding Giant in the arena, about to express his surrender, when the Mechanical Burst Fighter Holmzi beside him spoke in a low voice: "I’ll go!"

Saying this, the Mechanical Wizard leaped from his seat and vanished after a few flashes, evidently heading to the fair entrance of the dueling grounds.

"Phew..."

Labulad sat powerlessly in the VIP seat, rubbing his brow and foreheads. The momentary pressure was truly overwhelming.

"Hmph, a coward without the courage to even accept an invitation. Did the demon-hunting career at the Seven-Ring Holy Tower teach you only cowardice?"

Mieljis looked at Green with apparent sarcasm, clearly mocking Green for not even struggling but straightforwardly rejecting all the expectant gazes and the challenge invitation from Agrimond.

"At this moment, I am far from being a match for the King of the Abyss Agrimond, so naturally, I won’t make a foolish, fearless challenge."

Green opened his eyes under the Face of Truth, and his gaze at Mieljis was equally filled with mockery.

"As for you, you’re just a shell living for vanity. Hmph, it wasn’t that the time given for your decision was too short, but even ten thousand years later, you still wouldn’t truly stand up, only not daring to sit because of vanity."

The two stared directly at each other, the contradiction thoroughly exposed without concealment!

...

In the Tristar Sacred Tower Duel Arena.

"Next to enter is Mechanical Burst Fighter Holmzi, a powerful Wizard from the center of the Wizard World’s will, Sky Mechanical Holy Tower, who grasps the most primitive and ancient mechanical power of the Wizard World. Let us cheer for his arrival with the most enthusiastic and highest roars!"

Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar...

The atmosphere in the Tristar Sacred Tower Abyss Duel Arena was ignited again, with bloodthirsty roars deafening, as a figure emerged from the other end of the arena.

On the metallic cape, brightly colored magic runes resembled living small creatures, continuously wriggling, while the body beneath the cape frequently made "click, click" mechanical friction sounds, exposing only mechanical eyes gazing in all directions, extremely mysterious.

Although Holmzi and Agrimond knew each other, they had never truly engaged before.

Now, staring directly at each other, an unspeakable battle intent emanated between them.

"So it’s you, hahahaha, all of this is yours, Holmzi!"

Agrimond re-collected all the wealth into the Space Magic Guiding Witch Device and tossed it to Holmzi, his demeanor solemn, clearly feeling immense pressure from this powerful Mechanical Wizard.

The dueling ceremony ended.

Beneath the metal cape, Holmzi’s body began to gradually expand. The extensibility characteristic of the mechanical body material was activated, and dozens of red scanning beams from the mechanical eyes focused on Agrimond.

"With this wealth, it’s barely enough to complete that plan, heh heh heh, Agrimond, in that case, come appreciate my mechanical art."

Holmzi, who had swollen to fifty meters like a metallic giant, sneered down from above. As the metal cape filled with countless magic runes was lifted, seven mechanical puppets of various sizes and shapes appeared.

Click, click, click, click...

The cold mechanical sound accompanied the seven puppets as they slowly stood up. Their red mechanical eyes immediately focused entirely on Agrimond, devoid of any typical biological emotional fluctuations, just killing machines designed by Holmzi.

"Ant Queen-Level Mechanical Puppet!"

Seeing the ponytailed little girl figure among the seven mechanical puppets, Green secretly exclaimed. Just dealing with this mechanical puppet alone would already require Green’s full strength to contend!

Besides which, the other six mechanical puppets were all equivalent to Third-Level Great Sorcerer standard General Ant Level Mechanical Puppets, evidently all uniquely designed by Holmzi.