A Sorcerer’s Journey

Chapter 1039: Chapter 1031: Face of Truth Project Phase 9

Seventy years later.

Having unknowingly completed six missions in the Netherfire World, the Seven Marks Squad supported each other through countless dangers to reach where they are now, finally adapting to the crisis-laden civilizational war.

In this war, where World Masters roam in groups and Dominators might appear at any moment, the power of a Stigma Sorcerer is extremely weak. Only by forming groups in the Stigma Tower Area and building wizard legions can one find a way to survive.

Before the civilizational war, everyone believed they had prepared to their utmost capacity. However, with the onset of the war, the sense of insignificance reminded all the Stigma Sorcerers of their first Demon Hunting Expedition—the fear that at any moment a strong creature from a Foreign Domain could appear and kill them. Encountering World Guardians and World Masters led to a sense of hopelessness, amplified by the continuous news of friends dying around them, igniting a burning desire to become stronger.

Must become unstoppable, stronger than ever!

The result of exhaustive efforts was that a large number of Stigma Sorcerers who had been stuck at bottlenecks for thousands of years suddenly broke through their original levels. Green’s Arc Thundercloud Stigma Sorcerer group finally advanced to a Sixth-level Stigmata Great Sorcerer during the recovery in Netherfire World after a mission fifteen years ago, a cause for celebration.

Sixth-level creatures, every move they make impacts the world’s environment.

In the eyes of lower beings, these are no longer creatures but embodiments of natural phenomena. Their true bodies represent certain miracles or are the condensation of a focused will.

This signifies that Sixth-level creatures themselves are already in a transitional phase between being a life form and becoming a rule.

For instance, both King of the Snow Thread Worms and the Blood Demon from the Magnetite Celestial Star Realm are beings spread throughout their entire worlds. There is no need to elaborate on their status; to true aboriginal beings in these two worlds, they are akin to Creator Gods of the world.

Similarly, King Abaddon holding the Purgatory Furnace is the pinnacle of the Infernal Giant Clan’s pursuit of violent aesthetics, representing the spiritual will of the Infernal Giant Clan.

The first time Green saw the Black Tower Stigma Sorcerer, the surrounding space was constantly collapsing, an apparent effect brought by the imperfect Heisuo Spiritual Secret Realm, a man-made mental world carrying the ancient wizard’s dark and splendid will.

Panic Boiling represents battlefield panic, Wandering Dandelion represents the Dandelion Flower, Soul-devouring Kiss represents the Soul-devouring Flower. At this moment, in the eyes of lower beings, the Arc Thundercloud Stigma Sorcerer is an unpredictable and violent natural phenomenon of thunderstorms!

At one time, the teams of twenty-two groups of seven, with two Sixth-level Stigma Great Sorcerers, were even more filled with hope for the day of seeing wizard civilization victorious through the civilizational war.

...

In the Space Fortress Laboratory of the Netherfire World, Viktor stood behind Green.

”This is... a Nightmare!”

Green was ecstatic; originally just a trial attempt, he didn’t expect the Second-Level Curse Wizard Viktor, truly a genius wizard in the study of Mysterious Powers, to have really found a method for Green involving using the Face of Truth as a medium to communicate with Nightmare Curse Power.

By offering reproductive desire as a sacrifice, using the Face of Truth as a micro altar, subsequently communicating Nightmare Mysterious Force.

For this, Green specially dispatched Night Shadow Samo to travel in a Cocoon Box to the Wizard World, purchasing nine hundred and ninety-nine reproductive organs from creatures infamous for their promiscuity; Amonro and Enchanting Fairy were both good choices.

Thus, after dozens of tests by Green and Viktor spanning decades, they unexpectedly succeeded today in communicating with the Mysterious Power symbolizing reproductive desire!

”Master of the Oblivion Tower, I only coincidentally found a document two hundred years ago stating that the Wizard World first discovered Nightmare Mysterious Power because of an aboriginal world’s worship of reproductive organs, and I wasn’t too concerned. After all, many documents have been lost through the development and decline of Curse Wizards, I didn’t think it would actually be true. Maybe I can use this to enter Dawn Wisdom!”

Viktor was equally thrilled.

To be honest, if not for the astonishing wealth of this supportive Stigma Sorcerer over the decades, he wouldn’t have expended so much time and effort on this mysterious power, which can only execute simple charm illusions and verify Black Terminator disguises.

”Excellent, very good, this is the Sands of Time, take it, and advance soon to Third-Level Great Sorcerer.”

Green fulfilled his previous promise and gestured for Viktor to leave, then began to concentrate on watching the expanded Face of Truth, from which a long elephant trunk extended timidly from the illusion. Green didn’t know which cluster of worlds this Ninth-Level Being had arisen, transformed into the Mysterious Power outside the Endless World.

The elephant trunk sucked in midair for a while, appearing unstable. Green thought for a moment and dripped a few drops of blood from the Forest Elves on the surface, and the Mysterious Power stabilized considerably.

”Xiao Ba!”

Green shouted, and with a flash on his shoulder, Xiao Ba appeared.

”Wow, the Nightmare, did you succeed?”

Without the learned process of communicating complex Mysterious Powers, aside from basic knowledge and a few simple Curse Witchcrafts, Green knew very little about Mysticism, so he hurriedly called Xiao Ba for assistance.

”Just now, the Mysterious Will mentioned three words, Byron Gas, Re Tong Lan Ang Yi, Si Lulu, all in mysterious language, translate them quickly. I don’t have much Forest Elf blood left to maintain the communication.”

”Gaa!?”

Xiao Ba squawked and shouted: ”Such harsh conditions, damn it, the sacrificial items for such Mysterious Power communication are all random, better wait for next time! It requires you to tattoo a thousand Nightmare Scripts on your body, eat three thousand Incubators, and add ** as a prefix and suffix to a wizard spell composed of seventy-eight syllables, three hundred and ninety-seven letters. The continuous spell alone can drive someone insane!”

”These Forest Elf blood can sustain for three days, you focus on thinking about the communication spell, I’ll go tattoo and eat.”

Green said to Xiao Ba, disappearing in a blink with Elemental Teleport.

”**? Damn it, there’s no door, why should Master Eight be here thinking while you get to live freely, damn it!”

Xiao Ba yelled, on the verge of flying out in frustration, then suddenly paused, and after thinking for a moment with little claws, he muttered: ”Can’t be...”

With suspicion, Xiao Ba wrote his complaint on his notebook in Witch Script, surprisingly adding up to exactly three hundred ninety-seven letters and seventy-eight syllables!

”Damn it, what is genius, this bird is a perfect explanation of genius. In the past, it took decades or even hundreds of years to tinker with a spell, while now... wahaha...”

Three days later.

The Face of Truth successfully added the ninth phase of Nightmare Mysterious Power communication project, besides being able to plunge those with weak will into illusions of reproductive desire, it also acquires a sense of reproductive essence, thereby discerning the Black Terminator, gray-white truth surrounded by wisps of green aura, mysterious and eerie. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian () to vote for recommendations or monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m. to read.)