A Sorcerer’s Journey

“Alas…”

After a slight lamentable sigh, the calm voice continued: "Kill them. ”

Suddenly, the dark flaming god of the distant sky opened his mouth, as if he were instructing a servant to wipe the skin of such a trivial thing, the sound of the soul was utterly loud in the sky.

In a moment, millions of locusts boiled in Green's eyes.

“Oracle, this is an Oracle! ”

The myriad locust men muttered faintly, inevitably, like the tide, and the black flames began to burn.

As for the killing of the recalcitrant Saint by Green, many locusts have been spared attention.

Ultimately, he is only a saint, and every hundred years or more, the world of locusts emerges as a saint who tries to become a flaming god, but most of them are simply forgotten.

Just now.

The eruption of a black cord of the Greenhorn Nightmare Staff finally caught the attention of the Lord of the Dark Flame God World.

Are these little things coming out of the nest world tunnel that the chief has already mastered this level of power?

Looks like it's time to clean up the nest world.

In any enslaved world, the ruler must not allow the emergence of a new generation of masters of the world, a small thing that, despite its magical power, is far from reaching the masterful level of life of the world.

Even in this gloomy eye, Green is just a little thing that can be erased at will, and doesn't even have to do it himself.

In just one word, millions of locust warriors will destroy this ignorant little thing, along with many of the followers of the nest world.

Then, its own locust people poured into the world of nesting.

And as you come to the nest world yourself, be sure to clean up the resistance that the nest world has nurtured over the years to prevent such boring things from happening again.

With regard to the few clowns who jumped out of the door of the world and tried to resist the will of the great locust, the Dark Flame God did not hesitate, and did not pay too much attention. After the "Oracle" was issued, it was just casually talking to the Dark Flame God with the sound of his soul.

As a step by step, he grew to be the Lord of the World, too aware of the huge gap between two different levels of life.

Once upon a time, I was like this creature, seemingly possessed of incredible powers that transcended my class, as if I were qualified to look directly at the Lord of the World.

But for the life of the Lord of the world, who has passed through these stages, it seems as if he has only seen himself, who was once ignorant.

Yes, just sneered.

The unsuccessful Lord of the World is, after all, a worm that does not even attract the attention of the original will of the world. Small lives will assume that the world in which they live is so endless and such a vast wonder.

As for extinguishing the flame god, after seeing the death of the recalcitrant saint, nothing happened and no longer focused on everything here.

…………

The swarms of locusts gushing with tide are like swarms of locusts covering the sky and the sun.

The sun was covered and the sky was completely dimmed.

Each locust's head burned with the power of a black flaming soul, with a sword blade across his chest and a strong will to fight, poured towards that seemingly mighty soul slave monsters.

Two-headed Thunderclap Giant, over thirty meters tall.

One is like a giant crocodile, one is like a bad wolf, with a light purple soul fire in his four eyes, the sound of thunder crackling and lightning haunts him, and the beating rolling thunderbolt arc blows up one spark after another in the middle of the sky.

Roar!

The giant alligator thunder head sprayed a half-metre coarse diameter arc, showing a fire red color, which actually had a strong melting effect. The distant locusts touched it, howling and scorching, and their bodies melted away.

The head of the evil wolf Thundering similarly erupted a half metre thick arc, but it appeared blue, thunderous, frozen snow, swept locust body rigidly fell from the sky.

A deformed thunderous giant suddenly reached out of his chest and grabbed at a first-degree locust warrior with a sword blade.

“Ah"

The locust warrior who tried to sneak up on the thunderous giant was pinched in his hand by this deformed thunderous giant.

The locust warrior waved a few sword blades on this deformed thunderbolt, and the sword blade led Michelle Flame Soul Power to chop it on the thunderbolt, but the giant took it down if nothing happened.

The next moment, "Pfft”, the locust was crushed by a thunderous giant.

“Hum!”

A cold hum came from the side of the thunderbolt giant, sword blade waving room, more than ten meters of flaming soul power crossed, accompanied by the thunderbolt giant's painful roar, the chest just crushed a locust warrior's deformed giant hand was severed.

Thunderclap Giant sprays fire red arc giant alligator thunderclap head, eyes flashing fiercely.

The giant alligator's head was about to turn around and attack the mighty locust, but it crossed with the sword blade in the hands of several more locusts with the power of the flaming soul of a bear bear. The giant alligator's thunder's head, which killed a large number of locusts, was cut off.

“Roar...”

The vicious wolf Thunderhead next to him could only reach the final bitter roar, and hundreds of swordblades with the power of flaming souls were drawn from all parts of the Thunder Titans.

This powerful thunder-element giant, who followed the will of the wizard to expedite more than a dozen exotic worlds, big and small, finally reached the end of his life.

Trauma is exhausting, and the destroyed soul's fire is extinguished.

The sound of the power of thunder rolling around dissipated into a large arc.

Behind that, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of locusts, with rolling black flames, passed through this arc area and swept forward to the strange creatures drilling through the Gates of the Hive World.

……

The bone prick monster surrounding the black, poisonous breath is like a hedgehog, shrunk into a giant ball in a yell, and the bone prick all over him pointed out.

As a thoroughly poisonous bone spur out into a shadow laser, a locust screams accurately from the sky.

It spins constantly.

This powerful bone prick tries to stall time, gain a chance to complete the will of a great wizard, and keeps killing more and more locusts around him.

One soul slave monster after the other fell and died in this strange world.

At the forefront, only it persisted and witnessed the rolling flood as if the endless swarm of locusts had passed through itself and flowed towards the gates of the world, rushing towards the Green Wizard, who represented the will of the great wizard.

Cheeky!

A strange voice came, shrunk into a bunch of bone pricks and stunned for a moment.

This voice...

Suddenly, it remembers.

This is when I was a young child, in the world where I was raised, at the lower end of the food chain, I feared more predators every day, powerful predators who could easily bite through their proud bone spurs, bone armor, and eat themselves.

Only one day, the bloody moon in the sky was filled with mysterious ambiguities, and a biological community called Wizards came to the world wearing the will of great wizards.

They bring disaster and fear, they bring endless killings.

Any creature that dares to resist the will of the wizard, whether it be the predators at the top of the food chain or the lowest life, is slaughtered and no one survives.

That's my last memory of my hometown...

Unconsciousness is thousands of years past, and self, has grown to be so powerful, the bone and nail prick on the body is becoming more and more acquainted and stronger.

Powerful enough to remember, those predators are beginning to blur.

Squeak, squeak, squeak...

One by one, the power of the flaming soul crosses, this skull armor monster is just like other soul slave monsters, fallen to the ground by mutilation, soul fire torn to pieces, swallowed by a locust in a state of extreme excitement and fury.

Two-headed Thunderclap Giant and Bone Spike Monster are but a microcosm of the many slave monsters in front of the Gate of the World.

These are the most elite soul slaves left behind, following the will of the great wizard, but under the generally desperate cloak of sun and locusts, one side after the other is divided and the soul is devoured.

In front of the World Gate, the Black Sota Sacred Mark Wizard sent Green fewer and fewer Thousand Soul Slave Monsters.