Chapter 1259: Chapter 1260: Ash City
A thousand years later.
Green, buried in the cave of Skeleton Land, slowly opened his eyes without any fluctuations of power emitted, no aura of high-order beings, no splendid seven-colored runes from the self-sealing technique, and not even the Force of Nature belonging to a wizard.
At this moment, Green seemed just like the most ordinary human in the Wizard World, without a trace of breath leaking.
Such a scene, upon returning to the Wizard World, would probably cause an uproar among high-order wizards!
Because, this is the state many True Spirit Wizards and Endless Dominators pursue after failing on the path of the Eighth Level, a complete self-sealing state.
Thus, by actively lowering the level of life force, achieving the minimal consumption akin to the so-called eternal existence in the eyes of lower-level creatures.
And this is the complete control of one’s own strength!
"Truly marvelous, a completely new and different feeling."
Besides True Spirit Wizards, no lower-level wizard has ever pursued this state as a power goal, instead, some passively evolving creatures of Different World often pursue this complete control as their ultimate aim.
And for this reason, some Alien World Lords and Endless Dominators often have more extended lifespans than wizards.
Of course, many wizards have shorter lifespans due to spirit damage from failing promotions, forceful recovery potions, soul sorcery sacrifices, potential outbreaks, and many other reasons.
Rustling.
Green crawled out from the ground of Skeleton Land and saw the Infernal Soul Myriad-Headed Bird, towering like a mountain, its nine hundred and ninety-nine heads drooping and clustered together, snoring "hoo" "hoo".
Whenever a Temporal Storm comes, the Infernal Soul Myriad-Headed Bird shrinks and escapes into underground caves, coming up after the storm to trigger the Source of Darkness Flame Soul Fire, continuing to refine and purify the Dominator Almighty Soul, nurturing this severed limb blade arm.
Every few dozen days, it undergoes such changes repeatedly, and for a long lifespan, it’s genuinely exhausting.
Without any power fluctuation, Green seemed like a life form below First Level, completely detached from reality, appearing abruptly in the Dimensional Esophagus, yet walking step by step into the black flames, under the belly of the Infernal Soul Myriad-Heads Bird.
The surrounding black flames themselves were an existence unified with Green.
Above was the fleshy body of the Infernal Soul Myriad-Heads Bird, filled with incredible vitality, and Green slowly crouched down, gently touching the severed limb blade arm.
With a soft "beep", it was very soft and elastic, no longer having the self-protection of the Dominator’s rules.
However, with the Three-Colored Light Eyes flashing beneath the Face of Truth, Green frowned.
"The degree of refinement and purification is still lacking?"
Green raised his head, sensing the state of the Infernal Soul Myriad-Heads Bird, a feeling of hunger, emptiness, and shortage transmitted, and Green was astonished. Despite the continuous millennia of maintaining the true body, exerting effort in refining the severed limb blade arm, the Infernal Soul Myriad-Heads Bird could not absorb sufficient energy naturally from the dimensional esophagus, it was hungry.
For the amount of food required by the Infernal Soul Myriad-Heads Bird...
"A few hundred years ago, a few guys appeared nearby, spying on the Infernal Soul Myriad-Heads Bird, thinking it was some illusion phenomenon and then left. There should be a medium-sized or even large gathering place nearby, heh heh, just right to experiment with the completely controlled strength after seeming to conceal the combat method like the period when the Second-Level Wizard first developed the Annihilation Force."
Murmuring, Green’s figure became gradually transparent, disappearing completely.
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Five years later.
Ash City, one of the gathering places in the Dimensional Esophagus.
Although Ash City never appeared similar to events like the Piercing Gate, where attempts to hunt Dominators emerged after every period of strength accumulation, because every so often, the Ash Altar of this underground city could communicate with a powerful void being, acquiring some material world resources through trade, becoming one of the gathering places in the Dimensional Esophagus.
In the Dimensional Esophagus, some relatively common temporal treasures and mighty being skeletons are the most desired resources in the material world.
And that powerful void creature could use these illusory offerings of temporal treasures and mighty being skeletons to exchange for certain void resources it needs, earning the margins.
If true, accumulating over the years, the strength of that void creature would probably become unimaginable, and upon forming and nurturing a world, might give rise to some extraordinarily strong rules, thus birthing some powerful beyond imagination super life forms.
Due to this, the exiles of this gathering place rarely have disputes, forming a relatively loose, non-tribal restricted alliance society. Compared to other gathering places and aimlessly wandering exiles, the exiles here in Ash City are spirited and have adopted this place as a new home.
However, the once thriving Ash City changed since the first collector disappeared three years ago...
"Damn it, this time, even an Ash Blade has disappeared! This is a provocation, an open declaration of war on Ash City, and Ash City is in a state of war!"
Upon the Skeleton Throne, the sacred corpse statue roared in anger, shimmering with tens of thousands of sky blue runes, terrifying oppression enveloped the entire hall, and in the vast underground Ash City, all Ash Blades and Ash Collectors trembled. This powerful Ash Net has ruled Ash City for over ten epochs, being an exceedingly formidable ancient life form in the Dimensional Esophagus.
The top ten Ash Blades are the most effective assistants of the Ash King, and also potential challengers of the Ash King.
"It was just the nine blades left. Judging by the bloodstains left at the first site, that existence is merely an expert extreme at stealth, ambushing in secret. It doesn’t have absolute suppressive power over strong beings of the Ash Blade level, let alone against you. Whether it is me or the perceptive Wuren, we are its absolute nemesis; leave this investigation task to the two of us."
The Ashblade Chief smiled proudly.
The sacred corpse statue Ash King snorted coldly, suppressing the anger.
"If that’s the case, this matter is now in your hands. I do not want Ash City to remain in such a state by the next sacrificial trading session. Should you fail to complete the task, be prepared for your offering instead."
Saying so, the Ash King left the great hall, and the other seven freely shaped Ash Blades also departed.
"You’re insane!"
After everyone left, Wuren couldn’t help but roar at the Ashblade Chief’s will, issuing a fearful shout.
"Others may not know, but you know the true identity of the nine blades! That’s a Dimensional Gate Practitioner! Even such being can disappear senselessly within Ash City, how can we be its match? Encountering it leaves us with no path but death!"
The green-skinned dwarf Wuren, with scarlet eyes, was almost maddened.
