A Sorcerer’s Journey

Chapter 931: Chapter 923: Calamity of the Wizards (Part 3)

Seven days later!

The rift in the apocalyptic world of chaos has been stretched to a thousand meters. The elemental true body of the Panic Boiling Stigmata Grand Sorcerer, composed of emotional mist, struggles to squeeze into the Spirit People World.

Along with Green, who was the first to descend into the Spirit People World, there are twenty Stigma Sorcerers on this expedition, but only the most powerful among them, Panic Boiling Stigmata Sorcerer, has yet to fully descend.

"Indeed, very strong. Compared to the former Black Tower Stigma Sorcerer, they are almost on par."

Feeling the chaotic and turbulent winds of the sky, the elemental tumult, and the earth’s shattering tremors, it seemed as if this world was weeping because of an unstoppable and enormous foreign intrusion. Deep in Green’s heart, thoughts surged, as he quietly guarded beside the rift.

Due to Panic Boiling’s massive body blocking the entire exit of the passageway tightly, with not a single gap, the continuous remnants of the Slave Legion could only be blocked inside the passageway, crowding each other.

"Kekeke, indeed the aura of the Illusory World, named the Chaos World? Oblivion Tower, you have opened a rift connecting to a cluster of distant worlds. After the victory of this civilization war, your world may be worth as much as a large world!"

Woo woo...

Screams...

One after another, wailing skull phantoms flickered, surrounded by a black ominous aura, immersing the vast domain of the world that Green could perceive in boiling chaos.

After all, this is merely a small world tainted by an illusory aura, in the process of illusory transformation.

In continuous laborious struggles, Panic Boiling noticed that only Oblivion Tower Grimm was at the World Gate and sneered coldly, "These bastards, impatient already after just descending? Forcing our way into this small world so difficult, if they don’t leave me some decent fellows to see, don’t blame me for being unreasonable!"

In the distribution of Green’s interests, a large part is allocated according to the number of resistors each Stigma Sorcerer destroys.

"Hehehe, Panic Boiling Stigmata Grand Sorcerer worries too much..."

Green suddenly chuckled. Having fully descended into this world, Green could more clearly sense some changes in this world. With the enhanced perception of the Face of Truth, Green couldn’t help but look down at the frequently shaking and cracking ground.

"It’s coming."

Hmm?

The Panic Boiling Stigmata Sorcerer, having squeezed most of his body into the Spirit People World, stopped struggling and also looked toward the ground of this world. The remaining Slave Monster Corps, numbering in the millions, scattered in the nearby sky and ground, guarding the true body of the descending Panic Boiling Stigmata Sorcerer.

During this time, these battle-hardened monster corps had already adapted to the rule chaos induced by Panic Boiling Stigmata Sorcerer and the frequent cracking and shaking of the ground.

Boom... Boom...

Suddenly, a large area of the ground cracked open, catching thousands of slave monsters off guard, as a hundred-meter large root surged from deep beneath the earth, scattering them. The root, carrying the hardest rock layers of the crust, shot skyward and in the blink of an eye, transformed into a five to six hundred meter tall Tree Giant, standing clawing and sprawling.

On closer inspection, the clawing giant was formed by the intertwining of countless tree roots, with a continuous surge of enormous life energy gushing from the underground and channeling into the body.

"Elemental Embodiment!"

In an instant, Green completed the fourth-layer Barbarian Giant Sun Chaser transformation, activating Elemental Embodiment, wrapped in a layer of Elemental Force. Under the abundant and immense magic power, the extreme abyss magic staff in the hand of the Black Flame Giant transformed into a three-hundred-meter giant. The staff’s head, extreme ice crystal, at this moment seemed like an ice mountain pressing down, emitting a rolling coldness.

Green’s body overlayed with Annihilation Force for propulsion, as Usher Flame Soul Giant wielded the extreme abyss magic staff fell.

Boom boom boom...

At the moment the Tree Giant formed, the attacks of extreme cold and the overlapping strength domain followed closely, instantly forming thick frost on its surface and rapidly corroding inward.

Whoosh...

Just the residual cold was enough to plunge an area of tens of thousands of meters, the size of a human town base, into an ice-cold winter era.

Bang!

As the Gravity Domain crushed down with a twist, a large spread of frost splintered and shattered, scattering wildly; the extreme abyss magic staff, carrying Green’s earth-shaking giant force, imprinted itself on the Tree Giant.

Sounding like some breaking noise, the Tree Giant collapsed accordingly.

Just in time, the voice of Panic Boiling Stigmata Grand Sorcerer came from the rift behind Green.

"Kekeke, not bad, for a mere sorcerer not yet officially annotated as Stigma, to exert such power, an Elemental Surge Body-Training Sorcerer?"

In the high sky, Green chuckled deeply.

"Keke, however, this avatar can only exert a small part of the opponent’s power, yet its life vitality is by no means at this level. It seems you would have to handle it for a while longer; I’ll take this chance to make the most of my time!"

As Panic Boiling Stigmata Sorcerer laughed, his struggle intensified, causing even the space near the World Gate to become unstable, with several space cracks constantly appearing and then healing immediately.

Hmm!?

In Green’s gaze, the Tree Giant that had just been peeled by extreme cold and gravity domain, and shattered by Green’s full-force blow partially, its broken roots underfoot astonishingly regenerated at the speed of an Enigmatic Thousand-Headed Bird. Simultaneously, its surface shined with an incredible life force, swiftly recovering all the damage inflicted by Green.

Meanwhile, "whiz," "whiz," "whiz," "whiz," attack after attack of ferocious vine tendrils swooped in, imbued with extraordinary life vigor.

"Hiss! If it’s with such massive potential that the main body possesses, coupled with the chaotic miasma..."

However, this place is not only inhabited by Green; there are also the millions-strong leftover Slave Monster Corps!

Though it is just a residual size, this sheer quantity rivals the entire monster corps carried by the Witcher of the Demon Hunting Expedition Stigmata.

These monstrous corps, guided by Green’s will, courageously charged at the Tree Giant emerging from the ground as if to drown it completely.

At the top of Green’s extreme abyss magic staff, crackling, a Flame of Oblivion burned like a candle’s wick within the World’s Cloak Rule Arc, forcefully twisting and pulling all the surrounding light into itself, merging light and dark and emitting high-frequency shockwaves.

At this moment, Green stood between the space of light and dark, a mighty life wielding the true understanding of Annihilation.

In the black mist coiling around, a howling skull head gazed down at Green.

"Oh? This is the Annihilation Force he commands, to have leveraged such high-intensity energy rules, mutually enhancing with his body; it’s no wonder he has just Ascended Stigmata and is already this powerful!"

In constant struggle, Panic Boiling Stigmata Sorcerer did not forget to observe the key figure who first opened the world rift and initiated the invasion task, the mysterious Stigmata Sorcerer of Oblivion Tower.

Boom boom boom...

Just as Green lifted the extreme abyss magic staff, inciting a large-scale roll and shake of elemental force, another large-scale collapse and crack occurred beneath the mantle far more substantial than the previous one.

One, two, three, four, five!

There turned out to be five Tree Giants, similar to the one Green faced, slowly lifting their heads, with millions of roots intertwining and converging, attacking Green together.

All at once, a brutish storm of vine tendrils raged, endlessly covering the sky.

"Panic Boiling Stigmata Grand Sorcerer, it seems the formidable life of this world has been sufficiently drawn in with its willpower, let me lend you a hand to fully descend into this world!" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to visit to cast your recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m..)