A Sorcerer’s Journey

Chapter 819: Chapter 815: Unstoppable (12)

Whoosh!

Passing between several Dark Sorcerers, a Level-3 Black Sorcerer King who had attacked and then fled from the extreme cold domain in panic, looked over in a sorry state. Deep Green Evil Shadow Kaylon passed through the chaotic battlefield periphery, scores of Synthetic Beasts burning and falling from a sea of fire, his silhouette akin to nimble black smoke, charging towards the Barbarian Giant Sun Chaser, whose formidable demon might was surrounded by a multitude of Dark Sorcerers.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

Hundreds of continuous Dark Witchcraft spells fell on the Barbarian Giant Sun Chaser, the defensive Bone Armor Scales of the giant appeared riddled with holes, yet those robust muscles and leather-like skin bore the onslaught completely.

This was a formidable creature whose low-level attacks were utterly ignored, its physique and brute strength passively evolved, impenetrable by attacks.

"Ah..."

A Dark Sorcerer attempting to rush at the eyes of the Barbarian Giant Sun Chaser to exploit a weak point, had just approached when he was coldly glared at by the giant, instantly screaming as his body underwent mutation.

His body squirmed, shattered into pieces, and hundreds of small biological organs violently devoured each other, falling to the ground.

"No wonder Mohamged is so furious. Facing such a terrifying creature, he dares not easily unlock the seal of the Despair Manuscript. While ordinary attacks are futile, the opposite touches them and they’re injured, make contact and they die. Such a monster, rather than being a slave elevated to stigmata in the depths of the Wizard Continent’s Holy Towers, it has appeared on the Black Sorcerer Continent!"

Getting closer and closer to the Barbarian Giant Sun Chaser, Mohamged mingled among the many Synthetic Beasts pouncing towards the giant, his ghostly eyes radiating a cold light, at the tip of his Skeletal Magic Staff, a black ghostly face shockwave gradually taking form in the skull’s mouth.

"Despair’s rasp, shadow’s concealment, infant wail extermination art!"

Wailing echoes...

A giant head of a crying infant charged towards the back of the Barbarian Giant Sun Chaser, who was savagely slaughtering the surrounding Dark Sorcerers.

As this eerie black witchcraft appeared, all at once, everyone in the vast sky felt their hearts chill, an icy cold penetrating them, an oppressive, ominous, frightening aura spreading, cold sweat drenching them. This was slaying witchcraft truly crafted for the human bloodline.

The Barbarian Giant Sun Chaser, whom was wielding the extreme abyss magic staff, suddenly paused, the arm that was about to swing the staff stopped in mid-air.

Crackle!

The Barbarian Giant Sun Chaser transformed into a streak of lightning and vanished.

The response was swift beyond belief, the colossal body of the Barbarian Giant Sun Chaser executed an Elemental Teleport, fiercely fleeing, appearing in the sky several hundred meters away.

"Kekeke, it’s futile."

Yet, behind the Barbarian Giant Sun Chaser, within the Bone Spikes, black mist gathered around the infant’s head that was howling, an evil, ferocious expression, the Bone Armor Scales touched by the infant’s head were rapidly dissolving, drilling into the flesh of the giant.

"Roar..."

With a painful roar, the giant’s back exploded with blood and flesh, struggling desperately to shake off that infant head, yet to no avail.

Crackle!

The next moment, light twisted around the wound, as if intending to use the internal Annihilation Force to obliterate and erase this invading alien substance.

Gurgling, gurgling, gurgling, pop...

The Annihilation Force flickered, the black mist composed of the Crying Infant’s outer Power of Human Despair was dispelled, yet a green glow completely penetrated to the deepest part of the giant’s body, large amounts of blood surged from the wound.

Gurgling, gurgling, gurgling...

As if something occurred within, the Barbarian Giant Sun Chaser’s body began gradually stiffening, the Bone Armor transforming to resemble withered tree bark, standing motionless in the sky.

"The strongest defense is often broken from within, this massive body transformation might be your advantage, but after the shadow’s erosion, it becomes your burden, and once you lift this transformation..."

Coldly laughing, Deep Green Evil Shadow Kaylon silently chanted a Sorcery Spell, casting the Power of Despair vigorously with the Skeletal Magic Staff, black mist swirling one after another towards the giant.

Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble...

Bone Spears formed a massive Bone Prison, simply restraining and confining the immense Barbarian Giant Sun Chaser.

"Mohamged, what are you waiting for!?"

At this moment, many other Dark Sorcerers had already come to a mutual understanding, jointly casting the Bone Prison Dark Witchcraft. The Bone Prison Barrier grew thicker and thicker, completely submerging the Barbarian Giant, leaving no trace.

"Heh heh heh heh, Kaylon, you’ve really outdone yourself. I’ll split his flesh with you!"

The Scroll of Despair Mohamged flickered and flew over, its aura still somewhat unstable, but there was no time to consider this now. He tilted his head back with a test tube, swallowing a potential-enhancing potion, and immediately, his magic power gradually calmed down and his spirit rejuvenated.

The Evil Holy Grail Karadan also followed along.

"Why didn’t you use the Despair Manuscript earlier? Otherwise, we wouldn’t have lost those Dark Sorcerers or needed to open the aberrant absolute shape seal and consume so many Gluttons!"

Mohamged glanced at Blood Man Karadan, his face regaining a venomous and sinister expression.

"Who would dare recklessly use the Sealing Skill on such a terrifying entity from the Wizard Continent? If the seal fails and the magic backlashes, there’s no need to participate in the Black Sorcery Alliance struggle next time! Heh heh heh heh. However, after successfully sealing it this time, obtaining this guy’s body, the next Phosphorus Fire Black Sorcerer King..."

The Despair Manuscript unfurled...

One after another, semi-transparent phantom worms crawled out from the Despair Manuscript, writhing and flying into the air. More and more worms gathered, seemingly gnawing at some spatial interlayer between reality and illusion. Gradually, a hundred-meter-long black phantom fissure was bitten open.

Moo...

From the fissure, a massive phantom worm struggled and twisted, its grotesque head constantly sniffing, slowly probing from the unknown Illusory World into the Wizard World.

It’s unknown how obese and enormous this bizarre phantom creature truly was. Its semi-transparent body only revealed a vague outline, crawling bit by bit into the Wizard World and squirming towards the hundred-meter ancient prison.

It had no eyes or mouth, only the giant fleshy maw at its front gradually opening wider and wider, as if it was about to swallow the Barbarian Giant Sun Chaser along with the Bone Prison Barrier whole.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

In the sky, giant barrels shrouded in black gas plummeted to the ground one after another, shattering one by one.

Subsequently, lumps of writhing flesh bonded and contracted. One after another, bizarre ten-meter-high synthetic beasts took form.

They exhaled the aura of human despair, hunched and bowed, their sharp, four-fingered claws easily slicing smooth cuts into the rocky ground, "drip," "drip," thick drool dripping, their blood-colored eyes wildly rolling, clearly not yet fully acclimated to this real world.

This is none other than the infamous Gluttons of the Dark Domain!

Once the seal was opened, although these Gluttons could only survive for a month, their destructive power against humans was at the standard of Third-Level Creatures.

Even with the boost from the Power of Human Despair, these Gluttons posed a threat far greater than the General Ant-Class Mechanical Puppets to other Human Wizards.

On the other side.

The moment the black crystal in the hands of the 108 Dark Sorcerers shattered, they all shot off in all directions without saying a word, seemingly in extreme fear. Yet, several black tentacles flashed and vanished, accurately winding around the waists of these Dark Sorcerers, rapidly pulling them into the black mist.

"Ah..."

A desperate scream, heart-wrenching.

The aberrant absolute shape emerged, shrouded in black mist, making it impossible to discern its true form. Numerous strange eyes peeked out from within the hundred-meter black mist, occasionally revealing a long nail, a crimson tongue, or a writhing tentacle, resembling a formless synthetic creature of Dark Witchcraft.

Rumble rumble...

Terror, oppression!

The aura of despair from the aberrant absolute shape enveloped the entire battlefield, overshadowing any Dark Sorcerer or synthetic beast on the battlefield. In the ensuing confusion of not locating the enemy, a tentacle flashed and vanished, even dragging a Glutton into the black mist.

A brief sound of roaring and fighting emanated from the black mist, gradually quieting down, replaced by the sound of gnawing on flesh, "crunch, crunch, crunch." (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for recommendations or monthly tickets on Qidian (). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m. to read.)