A Sorcerer’s Journey

Chapter 1362: Chapter 1363: Sucked into Hell!

Flowing light from all directions is the compression of time-space against foreign objects attempting to break through.

Green appears in human form, seemingly no different from ordinary wizards. However, in this kind of space-time traverse, he navigates through his absolute mass, making the gate of space-time opened by the Three-legged Raven of Death prior appear insignificant in comparison.

On the ten-thousand-meter Ancestral True Form Phantom, black flames blaze, forming one after another python-like flame soul heads, yearning to extend outward but crushed repeatedly by the surrounding time-space pressure.

Huff, huff, huff...

Heavy breathing, Green’s Three-Colored Light Eyes constantly stare at that distant point of light, as the opportunity to strike is only once, or else the collapsing pressure of time-space from all directions might press Green back to the Great Dark World!

Crossing the cluster of worlds, with Green’s knowledge of time-space, even with the Three-legged Raven of Death as a guide, achieving this is already the limit.

”Green, how exactly did you do it?”

The voice of Wandering Dandelion, filled with immeasurable shock, bitterness, and a hint of reverence, is admiration for knowledge.

Now, Green already stands at the pinnacle of higher-level knowledge.

It’s no wonder, as biological mass under time-space pressure is almost a verification of a creature’s ability to control absolute energy. Although not a definitive rating of capability, it is one of the most reliable judgment methods.

Relative to Green, the true body of Wandering Dandelion is equally immense, far exceeding the true body of a typical Level Six creature, a convergence of billions of dandelion phantoms that provides auxiliary consumption to sustain an entire legion.

No matter what, Wandering Dandelion can no longer reconcile the present Green with the new Fourth-Level Stigmata Wizard who always followed behind the others when leaving the Netherfire World.

The sense of antiquity, primal ferocity, and dread emanating from Green, that overwhelming aura of invincibility, is like a legendary life form from primitive wildness, even the Staff of Judgment Stigma Wizard’s peak state in Wandering Dandelion’s perception is nowhere close to Green’s current presence!

This!

Feels like a living True Spirit Wizard standing before him.

Yet he possesses no Rule Power, only forcibly elevating his life level with the absolute strength of a Stigmata Wizard.

”How did it, it’s time; within the absurd timeline of Retrogression of Flowing Light, enduring endless solitude and persisting in the exploration of true knowledge, never forgetting my identity as a Wizard allowed me to grow to this extent, but for this, I lost many things...”

Green murmurs, his Three-Colored Light Eyes suddenly shining, gazing upwards!

”Hee hee hee hee, come to me!”

Green extends his slender, delicate, pale hand, accompanied by a sinister and fierce laugh. On his palm seems to be an infinite absorption power, reaching for that distant light point’s exit.

...

In the Sky Mountain Marine World, the Heretic Stigma Sorcerer stands on a rune-covered altar.

Closer, ever closer, nearing!

The Heretic Stigma Sorcerer seemingly hears his own heavy breathing, the Trick Crystal Terminators pursuing behind the Three-legged Raven of Death like a flaming sun, smashing everything along the path, determined to engulf the relatively tiny black dot.

”Master, we...”

”You go first, find a slim chance for survival at that secret base!”

The Heretic Stigma Sorcerer speaks to several Demon-Hunting Sorcerers next to him, whose Magic Power states have somewhat recovered under the hope of the light from the altar, evidently lacking confidence in surviving the imminent destructive war.

These Demon-Hunting Sorcerers are insignificant compared to giving them a slim chance; perhaps in the future, Wizard World might gain one or two Stigmata Wizards due to it.

”Gah!”

Another energy shock wave brushes past, narrowly avoiding, the Three-legged Raven of Death lands on the altar with a shout, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Heretic Stigma Sorcerer, turning to gaze at that unstoppable pink light!

Although aware of Green’s power, even wagering everything on Green without leaving any back route, entrusting his life destiny to others still renders the Three-legged Raven of Death extremely tense.

Whush...

Silently, at the moment when the Three-legged Raven of Death and Heretic Stigma Sorcerer are about to launch a counterattack, it seems like the Trick Crystal Terminator has completely stepped into the altar’s time-space influence range, suddenly a tidal influx of will erupts from beneath the altar.

Absolute control of strength!

A tidal gravitational ripple flows through them, leaving the two like rocks amidst waves, overwhelmed by millions of tides, not daring to move a muscle as if a single movement would break them to pieces, crushed by the surrounding tide of power.

The Trick Crystal Terminator too, at this moment, distinctly senses the change.

”Warning! Warning! Hell-level danger task detected, destroy the Spacetime Altar, task reward three billion experience coins!”

”Warning! Warning! This altar leads to unknown space-time, detecting extreme dangerous energy response, evacuate immediately and deploy entire legion to blockade this world, dispatch nearest Metal Destroyer for obliteration!”

”Warning! Warning! You are under attack from an unknown magnetic field at the altar, myriad-year crystal energy remaining seventy-seven percent...”

A series of high-risk warnings, as if this altar links to the entrance of hell, the Trick Crystal Terminator, originally intending to deliver final slaughter to the Three-legged Raven of Death and Heretic Stigma Sorcerer, abruptly stops in mid-air, wanting to escape but unable to break free, struggling against an invisible giant hand.

An immense gravitational flow under Green’s absolute control forms a giant hand, accurately grasping the Trick Crystal Terminator.

Despite this Trick Crystal Terminator’s blackened struggle, it is to no avail.

The parties seem locked in a temporary standoff.

”Hee hee hee hee, come to me!”

Suddenly, accompanied by a sinister laugh reaching from the altar’s deepest linked space-time, it seems that the terrifying existence has just begun to wield real power, and even the blackened Trick Crystal Terminator can no longer withstand, pulled by that vast, majestic dreadful gravitational force into the twisted gate of time at the center of the altar, seemingly a gateway connecting to hell.

”No!”

With a ”boom,” the final struggle, a blackened hand of the Trick Crystal Terminator clutches tight to the altar entrance.

Yet the pull underneath is overwhelmingly powerful, scratching a few grooves with several fingers on the altar, eventually with a ”pop,” the Trick Crystal Terminator is dragged into the distorted gate of space-time.

”It’s over!”

Though expected, witnessing this formidable Trick Crystal Terminator without even the power to resist before Green, directly dragged into the space-time gate, the Three-legged Raven of Death couldn’t help but tremble lightly in its knee, a moment of dread.

”What, what happened to it?”

The Heretic Stigma Sorcerer asks foolishly.

”Gawk? What else, surely...”

The Three-legged Raven of Death is saying as suddenly another wave emerges from the space-time gate, the pair looks over and see the blackened head of the Trick Crystal Terminator escaping out, horrified!

The terror on this blackened head is so vivid and evident, directly etched on its face.

”Wahaha, where are you going?”

”Don’t snatch, this task was just given to me!”

Suddenly, a giant hand covered with bone spikes reaches out thousands of meters from the altar’s central space-time gate, its rough barbaric palm carries a storm easily scattering the Three-legged Raven of Death and Heretic Stigma Sorcerer, grabbing the blackened head of the Trick Crystal Terminator before, in its scream of terror, pulling it back into the space-time gate.