The ominous black and red apocalyptic cloud obscured the sky, crossing paths with countless howling skeleton illusions.
This creature, bringing an apocalypse of fear to the Parasitic Spore World, provided incredible support to the struggling slaves of the Wizard World, surprisingly absorbing the panic emotions of the Plant People while also healing some of the wounded Slave Monsters under the Wizardâs Will.
The sun in the sky was completely shrouded by these wicked clouds.
Not only the low-level Plant People, but even those World Divine Trees, witnessing the invasion of such terrifying creatures into this world, could not help but feel shocked beyond words, unable to catch their breath.
Perhaps, in some respects, the Ancient Stigma Wizard, dwelling within the panic emotion, was even more terrifying than the Black Isotta Stigmata Sorcerer!
Their existence represents an era, the strongest, most prosperous, and darkest ancient wizard time.
"There must be no retreat, absolutely not..."
In the fog of panic, the Slave Monsters, nearing Immortal Bodies, unleashed power far more terrifying than before!
Thus, wherever the fog of panic spread, the Plant People army continuously retreated, gradually losing control over the space around the worldâs rift.
Without the support of the vast army of Plant People, those World Divine Trees dared not rashly engage in the millions-strong Monster Legion of the Wizard World.
Just when a wise Third-Level Plant Person shouted to stop the armyâs retreat, the ominous black and red cloud surged forward, and indeed this Third-Level Plant Person did not retreat a step, exactly as commanded.
"Cannot..."
The fog of panic swept past, a cold penetrative feeling, as if stepping into the realm of death. Suddenly, a pair of blood-red eyes appeared, and instinctively, the Third-Level Plant Person attacked, only for a silent skeleton illusion to pass through it, as if taking something away.
Drip, drip, drip, drip...
Green sap flowed from the nostrils, ear holes, and eye sockets of the Plant Person.
A branch touched it bewilderedly, only to find it full of green blood, the liquefied remains of Parasitic Spore Blood after death.
Extreme panic silently spread within, as if a fire ignited within, the next moment, the Plant Person couldnât suppress the panic-filled roar, dark red flames burned from within, gradually transforming into a pale skeleton illusion, merging into the body of the Panic Boiling Stigmata Grand Sorcerer, becoming one among millions of white skeleton illusions.
World rift exit.
Endless ominous panic cloud spewed forth from behind, seemingly inexhaustible, the invasion mannerism of the Panic Boiling Stigmata Sorcerer, indeed much simpler than materializing an Elemental Embodiment.
"Phantasmal Incarnation sustained by panic emotion? This is indeed a worthwhile research direction. An incarnation supported by emotions is the best weapon for low-level creature battlefields; should research yield results, my abominable illusionary true form wouldnât fall short!"
Silently contemplating, Green exerted full effort supporting the Worldâs Veil gap.
Boom!
Suddenly, a fierce energy surge came from afar in the ominous dark red clouds above, without a doubt aimed at Green, only to be blocked by the sweeping panic cloud filled with cruel "je je je je" laughter and countless skeleton illusions.
Before Green saw any attack, it was repelled.
Such attacks had occurred countless times, each time wielded with power Green could hardly withstand, yet each disrupted by the sweeping panic cloud, unable to harm Green at the world riftâs core.
"Oblivion Tower, my true body is about to arrive, thanks for enduring."
Amidst the will of the Panic Boiling Stigmata Sorcerer, a "whew" sounded beside Green, as Dark Wings Nikola emerged.
Nikola, not having constructed a complete Source of Magic Power as a Fourth-Level Wizard, had a remarkably small Elemental Embodiment, only a few dozen meters, effortlessly squeezing past the vast world rift and spreading panic cloud sustained by Green.
"Truly a vibrant and prosperous world, hehe!"
After nodding toward Green, Dark Wings spread his wings, concealed by the sweeping panic cloud, diving into the Parasitic Spore World.
Feeling the pressure from behind, Green knew another Stigma Sorcerer followed through, squeezed along with the panic cloud.
With a "whew," a true body over a hundred meters, it was Greenâs elder sister, Eternal Spring of Destruction.
"Between the Soul-devouring Kiss and the Panic Boiling Stigmata Grand Sorcerer, we Fourth-Level Stigmata Sorcerers with smaller true bodies will weave in, followed by those Fifth Level Sorcerers. Be cautious here. Once the Soul-devouring Kiss enters this world, thereâs no need to worry; the passage is ample for those Fifth-Level Stigmata to squeeze through."
After a brief warning, Eternal Spring likewise dashed into the Parasitic Spore World, hidden by the panic cloud.
Moments later, as the panic cloud thinned nearing its end, Fighting Monstrosity Agrimond followed the surge, accompanied by the crackling entry of several Thunder Tri-Wolf World Masters, and Green looked toward the Ivory Castle Stigmata Sorcerer, visibly in poor condition.
"Master, if your condition is poor, do not join the invasion."
The burly Ivory Castle Stigmata Sorcerer shook his head unwillingly, resembling a mountain hedgehog, "Missing the chance to plunder such a prosperous world, I fear, would haunt me for millennia, hahaha..."
Speaking thus, the Ivory Castle Stigmata Sorcerer leapt in.
Now, no panic cloud remained around Green, and before the Parasitic Spore World Gate, the ravages by the Panic Boiling Stigmata Sorcerer resembled apocalypse, allowing Green to truly sense the deadliness of these ancient Wizards, who once clashed with Devil Locustvine occupying nearly one-tenth of Spirit People Worldâs mainland.
These ancient wizards, each possessed a defiant madness.
Time Hourglass Stigmata Sorcerer, mingling amidst a large Slave Legion crossing past Green, spent half an hourglass time as a massive Monster Legion flooded into the Parasitic Spore World when a peculiar fragrance wafted from behind.
It was freshly blooming small red flowers occupying the entire dark rift, spreading over.
"Hehehe, Oblivion Tower, elder sister just loves this ability of yours."
At this moment, within the two-hundred-meter Black Flame Giantâs eyes, seemingly firefly-sized Soul-devouring Kiss sat upon a small red flower. With a "mwah," a strange red lip mark passed through the black flames, landing on Greenâs Face of Truth!
Although insignificant, indeed a mystical red lip mark appeared.
"Master, you..."
"Hehehe, no need to worry. Seeing your Saint Trace Soul somewhat frail, finding leading those Slave Legions strenuous? Iâll share some souls I absorb from the Parasitic Spore World with you later, to replenish you, as a deposit for future need of your special ability."
With some difficulty, Soul-devouring Kiss departed the world rift, the phantom red flowers gradually vanished, and Xiao Ba emerged from Greenâs black flame.
"Damn it, that guy... she kissed me!"
Xiao Baâs remark nearly made Green spit blood. Coughing, Green suspiciously glanced at Xiao Ba, only to see the little creature frantically rubbing its face with a wing, appearing particularly guilty.
"What are you looking at? It wasnât my initiativeâIâm the victim here! Also, donât tell Leafy!"
Shaking his head with a smile, Green withdrew the Worldâs Cloak Rule Arc, flew out the world rift along with Xiao Ba.
Moments later, a muffled hum came from the Thundercloud Arc Stigmata Sorcerer within the world rift.
"This fellow, really, canât even conserve energy!"
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PS: Trying hard to finish four updates led to a heavy workload, so itâs a bit late, apologies. Four updates indeed, seeking subscriptions and votes at the Qidian Chinese website. Ugh, and once married with Jiapan, the bird girl is up to him (To be continued. If you like this work, youâre welcome to support and vote at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com).