A Sorcerer’s Journey

Fifteen days later.

The battle between the three Holy Marks Wizards and Shadow Mystery World Lord and Shadow Mystery World Guardian has ended for fifteen days.

Seven consecutive days of intense fighting, Green and thirteen demon hunters shielded hundreds of corrupt Amonro, guarding the original space fortress space from infiltration by Amonro, continuously consuming magic and energy, allowing intense tiredness in Green's eyes in the face of truth.

At this time, Green continuously absorbs the surrounding forces of nature and introduces them into the body, thus restoring magic. Formal wizards mobilize the instincts of nature, making it as easy as walking, if you will.

But mobilizing natural forces for so much time in a row is also inevitable.

Green can't help but miss some days when the demon hunter is armed with an almost infinite supply of magic.

The magic stones embedded in the hunter's armament are specially handled by the Seven Rings Holy Tower before they can be transformed into a quick and direct absorption of magic by the wizard. The technical knowledge is the top secret of many of the holy towers.

And it is with so many high-value and exclusive knowledge products that the Wizard World Sacred Tower Agency can retain the value of Wizards and mobilize the power of Wizard Hunter missions.

Amonoro groups in the distant skies are constantly coming together from all directions of the shadow mystery world, trying to impact the original fortress continuously. Instead of decreasing the number of Amonoro, witch killings are on the increase!

Until then, the Impact Fortress offense of the Amonro group appeared to have diminished somewhat, with Green winking a few dry eyes twice, trying to breathe calmly and store magic.

“Finally... it stopped, and I thought these Amonroes were going to drain us completely. ”

Millie stood behind Green, also slightly pale, when her shadow contamination was cleared and no longer affected.

“Even the great Wizards of the Holy Marks have to take turns to rest in order to keep the space fortress stable, not to mention our junior wizards. However, this side of the fortress is better, the Fort Lightning on the ground..."

“Hey...”

Millie sighed, and there were fewer and fewer Fort Lightning rays on the ground.

However, the Fortress Operations Command seems to have decided not to abandon this hunter expedition until the Shadow Disaster is completely over or the Great Disaster is upon us.

In this way, for some time to come, the only task of the many demon hunters is to defend the final stronghold of the world's demon hunters, the original space fortress.

All demon hunters are aware of this and are ready for a long battle. To save magic, many demon hunters have even removed their wizard covers, minimized their magic consumption, used basic witchcraft to solve enemies, or relied on soul slaves to solve enemies.

…………

Half a month later.

The mysterious sanctuary, the ancestors of Amonro, had been reduced to a metre of body, and by the time Amonro, a dozen elite mysteries, had returned to Storm City, all the storm city of Amonro, had been unable to contain its tears.

Like humans, Amonro's physiological structure, also has tear glands, and a few more intelligent Amonro, also has sadness, confusion and other emotions, not just the anger, mating, and greedy instincts of lower Amonro.

Maintaining the final breath of life, the posterior truncated body of the Ancestor of Amonro has completely disappeared, the viscera is missing, only the forelimbs and head remain fleshly intact, life is in danger and dying.

“Evil wizard! The mighty Amonro heretics vow to wipe you out as much as they can!” Amonro, a mystery surrounding the ancestors of Amonro, growled angrily and sounded hysterical.

“Amonro! Amonro! Amonro……"

In Storm City, tens of thousands of ancient elite mysteries of Amonro roared and angry.

These Amonroes, once they leave the home of the world of Storm City, will be baptized by endless rules of world balance and will die of rapid aging within a period of one to three months.

During the Shadow Disaster, a third of the upper elite in Storm City had chosen to dedicate themselves to the Armonro clan, join in the battle for shadow purification, and achieve tremendous success in eradicating one wizard after another.

But……

All efforts, just one last step away!

Evil wizards are too powerful. In this world, not only did three powerful and evil wizard kings and countless mysterious and cruel wizards accompany them, but that round of bloody sun that hangs high in the sky unleashes evil energy that even the ancestors of Amoro cannot resist.

These evil sorcerers, relying on the bloody sun, insist on preserving the last contaminated place in the world and induce the corrupt Amonro to fight back.

They, unwilling to leave the world.

“Quiet! Quiet, my lord! Quiet!”

A mysterious Amonro nobleman guarding the body of Amonro's ancestors growled loudly.

The ancestors of Amonro slowly opened one of their fleshly blurred eyes, just wanted to say something, but first they shouted a painful cry, the left forelimb actually scattered like sand, floating.

“My king! ”

“My king! ”

In a cry of pain, sorrow and excitement, the ancestors of Amonro stopped sanitizing, pounding soul fluctuations swept away, and suddenly all sorrows of Amonro calmed down.

“Quiet, my children. ”

The sound of the soul of the ancestors of Amonro is peaceful and peaceful, but all the mysteries of Amonro feel that it is only the return of the ancestors of Amonro.

Amonro's ancestors opened their flesh and blood, staring silently at the so-called Amonro who cast their sorrows.

“The Amonro world is now facing a major crisis, and we, the Amonro clan, are now facing a choice of survival and dignity. ”

All Amonro held his breath and listened quietly to Amonro's soul.

“The Amonro people, choosing to do all they can to try to expel the wicked and powerful wizards, failed with the result that Storm City was reclaimed as the mysterious dead zone of the ancient era, and now the dead zone volcanic swarm sealed by Hurricane Mystery is reclaimed as the sanctuary of the world, and the Amonro people are reclaimed as the food of the lava giant population. ”

After a pause, the ancestors of Amonro continued: "Or... give in to the sorcerer, sacrifice the dignity of the Amonro clan, accept the rule of the sorcerer, use the power of the sorcerer to eradicate the remaining ancient lava giants from the dead volcano that we cannot access? ”

Ancestor of Amoro, watching silently all Amoro's reactions at the site.

“No, that's impossible! How could the noble and great Armonro clan compromise the wicked wizard? My lord, the Amonro clan will never vote, Amonroninko..."

“My king, the noble and great Amonro clan, is the absolute ruler of the beautiful and sacred world of Amonro and will never yield to any evil force. In ancient times, the Amonro tribe did the same to Lava Giants, as did the wicked wizards! ”

“Compromise evil sorcerers who kill my people and seduce some foolish corrupt Amonro and slaughter each other with my people? No way!”

In the storm city, the ancient Amonros who followed the ancestors of Amonros roared with excitement.

They, in ancient times, were able to follow Amonro's ancestors in Storm City precisely because their hearts were full of blood for the world of Amonro, and now want them to compromise with ‘evil forces'?

This is simply impossible.

Because that kind of 'cunning' Amonro, in the ancient times, was not eligible to enter Storm City at all, but to die for itself outside the mysterious sanctuary, and all that stayed here was some bloodthirsty 'muscle’ Amonro.

In ancient times, they did not compromise on the powerful Lava Giant, did not choose to rule the world together, but fought to the end and succeeded.

In this way, they can become legendary heroes of the world of Amonro today, recited by future generations of Amonro forever.

“Hey…”

With a low, deafening sigh, Amonro's ancestors barely opened their fleshly and blurred eyes and looked at the angry, bloodthirsty Amonro beneath the throne, rejoicing but with immense regret.

Long after, the ancestors of Amonro shouted with their final voice: "Now I, no longer have the ability to communicate the original will, to stop the continuation of the shadow purification. And what was set before the shadow purification in the will of the world was that the shadow disaster automatically stopped after the world had been cleaned up. Tell all the children of the world that the world belongs to us in Amonro for very little time and that the war must end before the endless mystery seal is consumed. If you fail, this world will return to the crystalline world of the ancient times. ”

After that, the ancestors of Amonro closed their eyes and their bodies sanitized and dissipated at a rate visible to the naked eye.

This is the consequence of the curse of the Wizard of Sacred Marks, which the ancestors of Amonro could no longer resist.