A Sorcerer’s Journey

Chapter 814: Chapter 810: Unstoppable (7)

Flap, flap, flap...

Spreading its wings, the immense body of the Enigmatic Thousand-Headed Bird, over fifty meters long, soared through the sky. Ninety-six heads with elongated necks, bared fangs, exuded a sinister and violent aura.

The massive shadow flashed across the ground, vanishing towards the distance.

On the back of the Enigmatic Thousand-Headed Bird stood sixteen Elemental Wizards, weak and relying on the wide-ranging protective witchcraft Green had temporarily cast to withstand the intense cold winds on the bird’s back.

"May I ask which Holy Tower the master hails from? I am Saladin. Three hundred years ago, while wandering the Gale Sea, I unexpectedly encountered this Evil Holy Grail Kalardin Black Sorcerer King, was overwhelmed and captured, and have been imprisoned ever since, alas..."

Gale Sea, waters near the Quadruple Ring Sacred Tower on the Wizard Continent.

This Third-Level Great Wizard of the Arcane indeed had bad luck, running into such a formidable Black Sorcerer King there.

The other wizards also turned their gazes to this Mysterious Elemental Grand Sorcerer who ventured deep into the Dark Domain to rescue them all, though much of it was due to the presence of the alluring and enchanting Second-Level Elemental Wizard, Kretia.

To have defeated the Evil Holy Grail Kalardin Black Sorcerer King, this Mysterious Wizard is likely a Great Witch Hunter from the deepest parts of the Holy Tower!

Only by weathering battle after battle across worlds, evolving the art of killing into both an art and instinct, standing on the pinnacle of Third-Level Demon Hunter wizards, can one contend with and triumph over Black Sorcerers possessing the despair-inducing power of humanity.

"Seventh-Ring Holy Tower, Shadow of Despair Grimm."

Grimm gave a simple introduction, while the two-colored luminous eyes behind the Face of Truth continuously scanned the distance, maintaining a high alert.

When they came, neither Grimm nor Labulad paid much heed to the low-level Black Sorcerers passing by. However, now, those inadvertently intersecting Black Sorcerers had become the real foes!

Caw caw caw caw...

Xiao Ba’s wicked laughter successfully drew everyone’s attention.

"With my young master paving the path, unless a Stigmata from the Dark Domain descends, you can be one hundred percent assured. I’m not boasting, uh, let me calculate for you, my Little Wan counts as a Black Sorcerer King, this King of the Jewel Sea counts as another, plus my young master is worth three, and Master Eight here would like to see where this Kalardin could gather more than five Black Sorcerer Kings in such a short time..."

Standing on Kretia’s shoulder, Xiao Ba was utterly delighted, his tail almost reaching the sky.

"After my young master rescues you, get settled at the Seven Rings Holy Tower Isar Family. You can recuperate there in peace. Rest assured, it won’t be a few hundred years before my young master establishes a Sorcerer’s Tower on the Wizard Continent; you’ll have a day to repay him, caw caw caw caw..."

"Of course..."

Having just escaped from the Black Sorcerer King’s prison and regained their freedom, the gathered wizards naturally nodded submissively, their faces smiling.

At the same time, they couldn’t help but feel a sense of reverence. An Elemental Grand Sorcerer who had already earned an Honor Medal, overcome the Heart Tribulation, and could advance to Fourth-Level Wizard and establish a Sorcerer’s Tower to achieve a Stigmata at any moment?

Kretia tightened the leather coat over her body, covering her vast expanse of snowy skin.

Having barely recovered some of her most basic magic power, Kretia’s bewitching eyes looked at the mysterious figure enveloped in flowing Seven-Colored Runes standing ahead, momentarily feeling a sense of towering grandeur, safety, and majesty, igniting a strong impulse to rely on him.

She remembered the first time they met...

It was during the brutal novice trial at the Six Dark Sorcerer Academies of the Seventh Ring Holy Tower District Twelve. She was a Charmer of Despair with ten points of innate spiritual power, feared by others.

At that time, Grimm was a fledgling, struggling to emerge from the masses with effort and luck, ultimately becoming the ’Pseudo Despairer’ replacing the Son of the Sun, Mina, and winning the ultimate reward.

Even more incredibly, during the adjudication, his experiences and wisdom were valued by a dean from the Heisota Sorcerer Academy, taking him as a disciple, making him the true biggest winner of the novice trial, receiving the highest reward unattained by anyone else.

The second time they met was during the Holy Tower qualification battle.

She witnessed Grimm defeating the cross-regional Legendary Sorcerer Apprentice powerhouse Xilwoods, witnessed Grimm easily defeating the Primitive Curse Asulo, and became Grimm’s loyal assistant, helping him scour the Five Regions for potentially powerful wizard apprentices.

Ultimately achieving Grimm’s legend on the Arena of Contention, unmatched and lonely.

Since then, Kretia and Grimm both served as Seventh-Ring Holy Tower Demon Hunter Wizards. Kretia knew that one day in the future, this quietly unremarkable Demon Hunter Wizard at the Seventh-Ring Holy Tower would achieve unimaginable feats, transcending others as he did in his apprentice days and becoming a legend to be revered.

Thus, Kretia attempted several times to charm Grimm, even waiting tens of years as one for Grimm’s weight training path.

But the result was the same as it had been with Mina; Grimm’s cold exterior rejected Kretia, even leading to repulsion.

To him, perhaps something beautiful only needs to be experienced once in a lifetime.

He’s not greedy; he’s merely a traveler on the wizarding journey, seeing countless, vibrant, multicolored, and varied sights. His mystery beckons speculation, his success invites understanding.

Yet his own eyes see only the relentless exploration each day, seeking the boundless, infinite truths of knowledge, the Endless World.

After the hundred years of desolation, rebirth, and insight in the Seven-Ring Prison, Kretia, as one of the five, already knew she could never become his companion on the wizarding journey, including Mili and Mina, who were also present.

The distinctive wisdom born of insight let Kretia understand he had embarked on a solitary wizarding path, where no one could restrain him, and no one could keep pace with his stride.

However, at least they were now friends here, co-explorers of the truths on the wizarding path.

In the Flame Soul World until now, more than a thousand years had passed.

Gazing at the towering figure she now had to look up to, the enchantment at Kretia’s eyes gradually turned into a gentle light, a soft curve formed unintentionally at her lips, and inside her heart, once filled with the struggle, brutality, and ferocity of a Demonic Hunter Dark Wizard, seemed to melt away.

At the very least, we did not pass each other by.

Your future Stigmata Source of Magic Power will have my wishes enshrined within.

I will become one of the thousands of academy wizards quietly dedicating in the Wizard World beneath the brilliance of your Stigmata...

...

King of the Jewel Sea Labulad, with serpent body covered in fine green scales, came beside Grimm, his slit-pupil eyes heavy with contemplation.

"Don’t be careless. Just like the Abyssal King has the strong and the weak, the Sea Tribe Sea Kings have unequal statuses, and the Great Witch Hunters with First-Level Honor Medals vary in strength, the Black Sorcery Alliance’s thirty-six strongest Black Sorcerer Kings also have varying strengths. At least, I’ve never heard the Green Phosphorus Ghost Fire Black Sorcerer King mention this Evil Holy Grail by name before."

Grimm nodded, his body jostling with the flapping wings of the Enigmatic Thousand-Headed Bird beneath him, saying in a deep voice, "Understood."

Then, Grimm and Labulad looked towards the distant ground.

Amidst the wild mountains and dense forests, with peaks stacking high teeming with wildlife.

A low-level Black Sorcerer summoned several Synthetic Beasts, and the multitude of wild beasts in the surrounding mountains fled in fear, while he was "excavating" wild humans from a cave, occasionally letting out evil, excited cackling.

Suddenly, the Black Sorcerer discovered the massive, terrifying silhouette of the Enigmatic Thousand-Headed Bird in the distant sky, and the ghostly flames in his eyes couldn’t help but glance over in horror. Numerous ordinary humans, clad in rags and bound by chains, also couldn’t help but reveal expressions of dread.

Which Black Sorcerer might this be?

Would they descend and steal the prey he had painstakingly captured? (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian () to cast recommendation tickets and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m..)