Free Web NovelChapter 1359: Chapter 1360: Fleet Legion
"Stigmata Sorcerer of the Oblivion Tower!?"
Upon hearing the name Green, the Heretic Stigma Sorcerer was momentarily stunned, remembering the mysterious Stigma Sorcerer with the gray-white mask during the civilization war of the Radiation Grand World three thousand years ago, where they briefly fought side by side.
If I recall correctly, it seemed to be the Stigma Sorcerer of the Second Ring Holy Tower.
"Could it really be him? Great! Where is your time-space located? I can attempt an escape through this summoning reverse passage, given the strength of my true body, there should be a good chance!"
These words from the Heretic Stigma Sorcerer left the Three-legged Raven of Death astonished, spitting out a mouthful of old blood.
The third Foot of Death pried the rift wider and wider with "crack," "crack," "crack" sounds, anxiously staring at the vast approaching Metallic Robot Legion in the distance, letting out a roar.
"You think we’re safe on this side!? Compared to the horrors we face here, what you have over there is merely child’s play. The Stigmata Sorcerer of the Oblivion Tower is desperately trying to return to the Wizard World, and you’re considering a reverse escape? Truly, ignorance is fearless!"
The Three-legged Raven of Death was genuinely terrified, praying no further mishaps would occur.
The fate and legacy of the Death Crow Clan now wholly rested in Green’s hands, and the Three-legged Raven of Death feared failing the task assigned by the Stigmata Sorcerer of the Oblivion Tower, risking the Annihilation Sorcerer’s wrath upon the Death Crow Clan as a consequence.
Observing that this Death Crow audaciously spoke such wild words and noting the significant increase in its strength compared to before, the Heretic Stigma Sorcerer was puzzled.
The Heretic Stigma Sorcerer could accept that the Stigmata Sorcerer of the Oblivion Tower had become an exile in a Foreign Domain Time-Space.
After all, in the civilization war, an uncountable number of Stigmata Sorcerers perished or became exiles; even Three Stars Stigmata Sorcerers and Four Rings True Spirit Sorcerers fell during the war, which spoke volumes about its intensity.
However, the Heretic Stigma Sorcerer could never imagine how the Annihilation Sorcerer would change.
After all, three thousand years ago, Green had just been a newly advanced Fifth-Level Stigmata Sorcerer.
"Wizard, hurry, that little one is about to fall. Go help the little thing for now, hold them off as long as possible, don’t let them destroy the altar, as I still need time to fully descend into this world. When it’s time... caw caw caw."
To a Fourth-Level World Lord, even the Three-legged Raven of Death had the audacity to refer to them as "the little one."
Through the Black Gold World War, the Three-legged Raven of Death fully understood the terror of the Annihilation Sorcerer, an unstoppable force, taking over every aspect. The Three-legged Raven of Death even suspected more than once that the Stigmata Sorcerer of the Oblivion Tower had already achieved the status of Dominator but was suppressing himself for some reason.
The Heretic Stigma Sorcerer paused in silence for a moment, then exchanged glances with the three faithful Great Sorcerers beside him, finally decisively speaking, threads of black smoke emerging from his mouth, looking quite sinister.
"That’s a Trick Crystal Terminator; at most, I can only hold on for a brief moment. Hurry!"
Immediately, the last four sorcerers at the altar soared into the sky, charged towards the vast fleet on the horizon.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
Thousands of Fang Giants ranging from First-Level to Second-Level and Third-Level, and several hundred remnants of Demon-Hunting Sorcerers, faced the enormous Void Fleet and the numerous Metal Robots, only managing to desperately hold them off and delay them by sacrificing their flesh and blood.
While these spectral figures darted around, against the overwhelming all-rounder artillery barrage, they quickly thinned out, a one-sided massacre.
The three-meter tall body of the Trick Crystal Terminator was insignificant compared to the hundred-meter-tall true body of the Fang Giant King, yet this giant creature with pale green wrinkled skin seemed to constantly teeter on the brink of death, the Giant Axe in its hand felt cumbersome for the Trick Crystal Terminator.
Sometimes crystallizing, sometimes sandifying, the elusive and formless figure of the Trick Crystal Terminator coalesced in front of the Fang Giant King, with a radiant glimmer at the tip of its index finger pointing at the Fang Giant King’s forehead, energy converging.
The pupils in the Fang Giant King’s eyes contracted sharply to pinpoints, engulfed by a shadow of death.
At a critical moment, the Heretic Stigma Sorcerer elementally teleported in near the Trick Crystal Terminator, swung his Magic Wand, causing seven shadowy infant heads to issue piercing screams, forming a colorful firework-like trail, rushing towards the Trick Crystal Terminator, toppling several hundred Metal Robots enveloped by the screeches.
"Dodge quickly!"
Amid the Heretic Stigma Sorcerer’s roar, the true body of the Fang Giant King, who was locked on by the Trick Crystal Terminator, trembled instinctively. As a space ripple spread beneath, sidestepping simultaneously, "Boom," a ten-meter diameter beam of light scattered the residual image of the Fang Giant King, landing beyond the horizon, over the thundering rumble, wiping out a snow-covered mountain peak.
"Roar!"
The seven black infant heads was a bizarre witchcraft affecting the mind, will, and thought, highly effective on simple-minded fleshy creatures, but only mildly impacting the Trick Crystal Terminator.
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"No one take the experience coin! Together with these two elite creatures and the dungeon creatures earlier, when we return, I’ll at least level up by thirty levels, becoming a Guild Elder."
The so-called Guild Elder is referred to as an elite tricky crystal terminator in the Wizarding Alliance, entities whose attack magnitude significantly surpass the average tricky crystal terminators.
For many Sixth-Level Stigmata Great Sorcerers, encountering these elite trick crystal terminators occasionally on the battlefield isn’t uncommon, the highest attack magnitude reaching around eight hundred thousand degrees, with some nearing a million degrees, occasionally bringing rare advanced mechanical technologies.
On the Skynet Guild channel.
"Guild Leader, that little wizard is summoning a higher-level BOSS through the altar, it’s about to descend, this must be the hidden ability of the elite wizard creature!"
In the guild channel, a Skynet player was shouting, clearly noticing the nearing descent of the Three-legged Raven of Death.
"Oh? Ahahaha, fantastic! We’re currently a complete Guild Legion, capable of soloing any leading monster below elite level! Although these summoned creatures generally don’t drop special rewards, what we urgently need now is experience coins. Don’t rush to kill this wizard elite creature and its subordinate elite creature for now, lest the ritual gets interrupted. Let’s wait until this small BOSS is summoned, then sweep them all together!"
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"Caw caw caw, just a little more!"
The Three-legged Raven of Death was frantically prying open the rift with its two wings and three claws, gradually freeing itself from the Gate of Space-Time, animated dark green and black space-time runes on its body, meticulously drawn by Green before parting.
The vast legion led by the Trick Crystal Terminator enveloped the Fang Giant King, Heretic Stigma Sorcerer, as well as the remaining low-level sorcerers and Fang Giants, yet for some reason, it hadn’t unleashed a massacre, toying with them like a cat with a mouse.
"Hmm?"
The Three-legged Raven of Death noticed in an inconspicuous corner near the rift, an ordinary Metal Robot was gazing up at itself, alone amidst the emptiness, so abruptly.
Uh, a disguised Black Terminator? A Skynet Avatar?
Having partaken in the civilization war between the Wizards and Metal Destroyers of the Radiation Grand World, with Green’s relentless cautions regarding the capabilities and levels of this metal life form, the Three-legged Raven of Death had a general understanding.
"Hmm hmph!"
This abrupt Metal Robot made a throat-cutting gesture towards the Three-legged Raven of Death, leaving mockingly under the raven’s bewilderment.
"Pay no heed to these clowns, go seize the altar quickly, soon lure out the strongest tricky crystal terminator..."
A raspy sound echoed from the closing rift in space-time behind.
