A Sorcerer’s Journey

Chapter 429: War of the Dark Destroyer Kingdom XIX

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Heehee, well well, what do we have here? A rare Body of Will?”

A continuous deep cunning laughter came from the emerald Soulfire in the eye sockets of Bone Bell Stigmata Sorcerer’s skull, it was as if it had penetrated the essence of the azure ice claw, piercing through the Frozen Burrow and the source of darkness surrounding it.

Bone Bell Stigmata Sorcerer uttered in a calm voice, “Open the seal. This is just a guise, I guess there must be something interesting inside.”

“A guise?”

The Level-3 Demon-Hunter behind Bone Bell Stigmata Sorcerer murmured in surprise. The giant claw that seemed to represent the breath of World Lords was actually a guise?

A guise was the external manifestation of truth. It represented the deception of principles in the wisdom of sorcerers.

The Level-3 sorcerer took a deep breath. He was doubtful but he did not dare to challenge the sorcerer. Hence, he issued orders to the other sorcerers behind him and they flew down from the azure flames sparked from the hives of the frozen hornets.

The expertise of these sorcerers included building structures, energy observation, energy hub exchange, and sealing skills. Undoubtedly, these sorcerers had to crack the Frozen Burrow in a more subtle way and anticipate the kinds of monsters that were going to be released when the nest was opened.

The other Demon-Hunters, on the other hand, were scanning the premises around the deeply sealed Frozen Burrow.

It was impossible to determine the original size of this deeply sealed space. The Frozen Burrow displayed a glowing hue of blue and white as it was covered by the glaciers. The frigid air flowed like a waterfall from the peak to bottom.

Several Demon-Hunters who excelled in sensing, probing and investigation flew towards the glaciers.

“Huh?”

As they scraped off the opaque, condensed layer on the surface of the glaciers, they saw a pack of slumbering tiny creatures cramped and congealed underneath the glaciers.

The harmless-looking creatures had snow-white skin and a duck-shaped mouth. Their bodies were like snakes with two claws, their sizes ranging from several centimeters to several meters in length.

The Demon-Hunters demonstrated their own skill sets to retrieve some biological specimens from the glaciers and sent them to the Captain of the phalanx.

Seemingly confident with his judgment, Bone Bell Stigmata Sorcerer glanced at the biological specimens briefly and nodded before shifting his emerald Soulfire gaze to the Bright Demon-Hunters who were circling the Frozen Burrow like a group of hardworking bees.

An hourglass later.

The Level-3 Demon-Hunter behind Bone Bell Stigmata Sorcerer nodded at the intelligence officer next to him before turning towards the sorcerer.

“This Frozen Burrow is just a guise, and it’s the guise that released the frigid air and formed the ice coat. The real seal is underneath the ice.”

“Oh? Looks like this world has a lot of unexpected returns, such an interesting place.”

The sorcerer waited patiently.

Clink, clink, clink, clink, clink—

Their efforts seemed to be successfully destroying the weakest link of the Frozen Burrow. After the continuous dull noises, cracks began to appear on the icy surface of the nest and they were spreading and connecting to each other at high-speed.

Bang!

As if approaching its endurance threshold, the towering Frozen Burrow vibrated and collapsed in a deafening blast. The large pieces of ice crystals shattered and fell in all directions, releasing gushes of frigid air.

Boom, boom, boom!

The thunderous sounds of ice pieces smashing into each other resonated across the atmosphere.

At the same time, the azure ice flames were suddenly extinguished. Everyone kept their intense focus on the thousands of fiery red chains converging on the mysterious azure light cluster.

Although the light cluster was only the size of a fist, it seemed like some sort of a spiritual will or an alternative form of a unique lifeform.

Thump, thump, thump…

The faint sound of a heartbeat was vaguely audible as if something was gradually awakening.

Bang, bang, bang…

With the collapse of the Frozen Burrow, the group of harmless little creatures underneath the surrounding glaciers opened their eyes abruptly and began to struggle violently in an attempt to break free from the glaciers.

Meanwhile, undisturbed by the chaotic scene, Bone Bell Stigmata Sorcerer seemed to be communicating with the light cluster in a distinctive way.

“Heeheehee, the World Lord in the Burrow World? It is divided into several seals and scattered at several ancient seal formations in this world as the source of the Frozen Seal Force? Interesting! Very interesting! Heeheeheehee…”

His laughter echoed among the turbulent noises.

In the blink of an eye, the sorcerer disappeared as a gush of cloud and appeared in the middle of the fiery red chains. With the bone sword in his hand that heaved a black fog, he walked and circled the place as he swung his sword.

Clank, clank, clank…

The screeching sounds of metal collision and friction resonated as the sorcerer chopped off the chains one by one.

With every disconnected chain, a large amount of Fire Essence puffed up and dispersed. It created a reaction with the surrounding glaciers and disappeared into thin air in the form of natural elements.

Following the slice of the final remaining fiery red chain, the sorcerer stood in the air and laughed.

“Heeheehee, rise and shine, Snowthread Will!”

Bang!

When the surrounding glaciers melted, thousands of snowthreads began to assemble on the light cluster that eventually merged into a hundred meter tall giant claw. Bone Bell Stigmata Sorcerer and his fellow Demon-Hunters doubtfully stared at the bizarre scene.

Despite its size, the claw looked like the magnified version of the snowthread’s claw and was seemingly bare. As if an invisible and mysterious chain was sustaining its final restraint, the giant claw seemed to be struggling with great effort.

However, as the struggles of the snowthread claw increased, gradually, a pure black silk thread appeared out of nowhere. The thread was completely black, like it had absorbed all the light around it.

The pure black silk thread looked so fragile and delicate like a strand of hair, but it managed to hold the snowthread giant claw tightly.

“Mystical Energy?”

Swap!

Bone Bell Stigmata Sorcerer appeared next to the black silk thread. He swung his sword but it only resulted in a bang with the thread still intact.

Huff!

The emerald Soulfire was burning like a wildfire. The bone sword in the hand of the sorcerer transformed into a hundred meter large sword. When he swung his sword, it triggered the elemental vacuum of the entire highly sealed space.

Despite the magnificent surge of power, the black silk thread which was as thin as fine silky hair remained intact!

However, as the black silk thread was hit by the devastating force, the roaring sounds of large boulders collapsing vibrated across the place. The sound of a mechanical apparatus beneath the highly sealed space resembled the bloom of a flower of death.

Slowly, an enormous altar surfaced.

They could only rely on their elemental sensory receptors as indefinable darkness that was as dark as a dungeon engulfed them. They could sense that a powerful ancient will was awakening.

Puff!

The source of darkness slowly dissipated. The items on the altar were revealed to the fellow Demon-Hunters.

It was an altar that was completely frozen, with a throne in the middle of the altar. A solemn and majestic Acraepoid was frozen by a seal in a sitting position on the throne, like a king overlooking his kingdom.

A pack of vigorous slave animals was creeping around the throne. They came in all kinds of shapes and sizes with similar ferocious appearances, some were more than thirty meters tall, some were relatively short. There were about a hundred of them on the altar.

As if the thunderous chaos had rattled them from their deep sleep, one by one, the monsters opened their blood-red eyes underneath the layer of the Frozen Seal, looking up with hostility and extreme rage.

Bang, bang, bang…

It was the sound of cracking ice blocks.

The monsters with the blood-shot eyes slowly wrestled their way out of the frozen layer. Their aim—Bone Bell Stigmata Sorcerer, who was trying to slice the black silk thread apart.

These monsters possessed level two or three powers, combat with them was not to be underestimated!

High above in the sky, the Level-3 Demon-Hunter who was loyally hovering alongside the sorcerer was startled by the monsters’ advance and shouted, “Kill them!”

In the blink of an eye, the highly organized Demon-Hunters took their corresponding positions and launched their respective attacks.

There were nearly ten thousand Demon-Hunters on the scene!

Despite their powerful forces, the monsters did not stand a chance against the Demon-Hunters. Not only could they not inflict any harm to the Level-5 Bone Bell Stigmata Sorcerer, but these monsters were also killed mercilessly.

Under the blanket of protection from the sorcery, the sorcerer swung his sword gracefully, taking down one monster at a time, as he walked towards the frozen throne on the altar.

Finally, when there were no more monsters dashing towards him, the sorcerer approached the throne at ease and saw the last feeble-looking bone-spurring creature slumbering under the Frozen Seal. When he was about to slash the creature with the sword, a tingling sense of electric shock vibrated through him as the blade slashed through the ice layer. He retracted the bone sword, and his emerald Soulfire was startled!

“A Demon-Hunter with Principal Will?”

Crack, crack…

The Frozen Seal broke apart bit by bit. The eyes under the grayish bone-spurred eyelids slowly opened. The blank stare indicated a delusional state of dissociation.

“Huh!” the creature heaved, permeating the mystical energy of darkness.