Chapter 1315: Chapter 1316: Black Veil World

The history of The Soul of Night Shadows ruling the Black Veil World can be traced back several epochs to the time of the ecological cataclysm.

During the ecological cataclysm, the light of the world’s origin was eroded by the rules of the Eternal Moon, and from then on, there was no more alternation of day and night; only the silver moonlight shone upon the earth through the world’s refraction.

In the extinction event, the many dissipating souls impacted the world’s origin rules, giving birth to The Soul of Night Shadows, a vengeful spectral entity that could wield phantom power under silver moonlight.

However, at this moment...

"Hiss hiss hiss hiss!"

A spider with black fur and a pair of cruel, violent compound eyes appeared one after another on the ridge highland, emitting a low hoarse sound, then quickly rushed down the ridge towards the dozens of wandering Nightshadow Souls in the recessed valley, unleashing a ritual of predation.

The wandering light in the ionosphere was the only illumination in this world; the dark environment was a perfect paradise for the breeding venom spiders.

Woo...

The eerie wind swept through, bringing with it clusters of white fluffy dandelions, a peculiar phenomenon in this gloomy world.

One of the dandelions broke away from the eerie wind and drifted towards the breeding spiders feasting in the valley. After circling around, it gradually transformed into a human wizard phantom with white skin, casting healing witchcraft around a gigantic breeding venom spider, repairing the wounds inflicted by the Night Shadows.

The breeding spiders seemed accustomed to the Wandering Dandelion’s healing, showing no significant reaction and continued with their actions.

"Are you still the Wandering Dandelion Stigma Grand Sorcerer I once knew, who guarded the Netherfire World for the Wizard’s Will?"

Suddenly, a faint voice emerged from the eerie wind.

This Dandelion Avatar, who was treating a grotesque breeding spider, trembled fiercely, looking incredulously towards the source of the voice with eyes on the pale phantom face.

"You, you, you are..."

The voice trembled, and the Wandering Dandelion’s eyes stared at the illusionary phenomenon emerging from the eerie wind, stepping towards itself.

The illusion, however, showed no scruples, continuing to walk towards the Wandering Dandelion Avatar, staring with its Three-Colored Light Eyes.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

Just after having hunted the Nightshadow Souls, the breeding spiders, now savoring their gruesome meal, locked their cold, violent eyes onto the mysterious figure walking in the eerie wind.

No trace of an aura, as if it were just an illusion.

Were some higher-intelligence lower beings to witness this scene, they might immediately perceive it as some mysterious phenomenon and fall into terror.

This sudden, silent apparition, which clearly possessed a tangible presence yet revealed no aura of power, seemed an incomprehensible existence, as if transcending in the mysterious realm of space and time!

However, these breeding spiders, possessing only basic savage instincts, showed no apprehension.

The moment they detected this anomalous figure, the gruesome mouthparts chewing on soul energy stopped abruptly, and their cold, emotionless compound eyes focused on the figure walking in the eerie wind, hissing "hiss hiss hiss," and pounced toward the suddenly appeared prey.

In their simplistic wisdom, any entity lacking an aura of fear-inducing power was considered food.

Green continued walking step by step, disregarding these insects below.

Any breeding venom spider that came within a hundred meters of Green turned still, as if suddenly permeated by countless mysterious ripples, standing like statues.

And as Green gradually moved away, these seemingly petrified breeding spiders started emitting a large amount of light from their noses and mouths, their bodies being swallowed by the Source of Darkness, disappearing in the interplay of light and shadow without struggle, unknown whether twisted into nothingness or shredded by the force of spacetime.

"Master Dandelion, do you still hold within a Wizard’s Will? Do you still firmly believe you are a wizard, trust that the Wizard’s Will shall bring you hope? Please tell me."

The deep, hoarse tone gradually grew resonant, and Green emerged from semi-illusion into reality, calmly standing before this Wandering Dandelion Avatar.

"Oblivion Tower, how can you be here!?"

Confirming it’s not a figment of hallucination, the Wandering Dandelion Stigmata Grand Sorcerer Avatar was filled with mixed emotions, eyes showing a slight mist, feeling the hardship of being manipulated in a foreign land without dignity or respect.

It is only in such moments that the preciousness of a Wizard’s Will is truly understood!

Despite the shortcomings of the Wizard World, the internal turmoil, every faction wizard holding their own lofty ideal, never ceasing collapse during the Demon Hunting Expedition plan, the Wizard World might already have descended into chaos were it not for the expedition.

Nevertheless!

It remains the truly existing Wizard World, the home of wizards, the absolute power of external deterrence.

Away from the cover of the Wizard’s Will, outside its deterrent sphere, even as powerful as Green traveling the Endless World currently, it is a struggle, unable to experience the unhindered joy once felt in the Wizarding Alliance.

It was precisely understanding this stark contrast that returning wizards would find increased unity, jointly building the Wizard’s Will!

"Of course! I shall never forget myself as a Stigmata Wizard of the Wizard World, not an Evil God of any Foreign Domain here, and constantly remind myself not to give up. But the Breeding Spider Mother was too powerful; I believed that the spacetime tunnel was my hope for new life away from the Metal Destroyer’s clutches, never expecting to walk into a gaping maw, welcoming death."

This Wandering Dandelion Avatar was merely a fragment of the great being’s will, one among millions of avatars, its strength negligible.

Currently moved with emotion, its heart’s bitterness turned to tears.

"Only did I manage to survive, enduring as a slave-like presence. The main body was retained by the Breeding Spider Mother’s Endless Dominators, using me and countless avatars to help its Venom Spider Legion invade various worlds. I needed to demonstrate my value, or Arc Thunderclouds, Hoarse Song would be my fate."

"I’ll help you!"

Green’s voice was firm, unwavering!

"As long as you firmly believe you are a Wizard, the Wizard’s Will is your strongest support. Even if we must overturn the entire world cluster, we must uphold the dignity of the Wizard’s Will, not allowing the great Wizard’s Will to suffer any desecration! Wait for me; I will certainly rescue you!"

"How will you save me?"

Due to the avatar’s extreme weakness, Green seemed but a mysterious phenomenon in their eyes, an unfathomable existence.

"I am no longer that Junior Wizard gazing up at the war grounds and drifting with the tide. The new Chapter of the history of the Wizard’s Will will bear the mark of our new generation of wizards!"

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