A Sorcerer's Journey Chapter 1102 - 1104: War of Civilizations (Part 1)

Ti flies, and only five years are left until Green departs for the task in the Ruins World.

"Stigmata Sorcerer of the Oblivion Tower, this is combat intelligence from the base command post."

In the Combat Command that Green manages at the fortress, a Third-Level Great Sorcerer handed the Crystal Ball respectfully to Green, his voice slightly urgent.

Green, who was conducting research on the Life Key, raised his eyes. The Face of Truth added another layer of perceptual change, becoming more profound and mysterious, as if seeing through the facade of all things to the very truth.

After a wave of Magic Fluctuation, a white-bearded Light Wizard appeared on the Crystal Ball’s light screen. After slightly bowing to Green, he said in a low voice, "Honorable Stigmata Sorcerer of the Oblivion Tower, reliable intelligence indicates that a massive tal Destroyer Legion is on the way to attack the base. It is currently uncertain whether it includes a second tal Destroyer and tal Fire Seed. Please do your utmost to ensure the protection of Zone 258, while also preserving the seed resources of the fortress legion civilization as much as possible."

The seed resources of civilization naturally refer to those Junior Wizards born in the context of a civilization war.

anwhile, the scene on the Crystal Ball screen shows an overwhelming and darkening tal Robot Legion, not the usual hundreds of thousands of minor skirmishes. From the scene in the Crystal Ball, this overwhelming and terrifying Robot Legion is incalculable, at least tens of billions.

The robots densely packed, moving in unison, maintaining an absolutely parallel distance from each other, with no emotion at all, only an oppressive force that made it hard to breathe, swiftly cutting through the sky.

And above those ordinary robots ranging from the First to the Third Level, the silver liquid tal Terminators continuously stread, nurous in quantity. The Black Terminators were already completely hidden among the many robots, and the occasional appearance of the Pink Crystal Terminators distorted the magnetic field around them in the Crystal Ball screen, flickering away quickly.

As for the Skynet tal Destroyer civilization, its most famous feature is the Void Fleets, with massive ship bodies over two thousand ters long, topped with AT Force Shields, in a semi-transparent state, occasionally refracting a bit of light green or pale blue glow, highlighting their existence.

Each Anti-Gravity tal Fortress, with a diater of hundreds of ters, is filled with Pure Energy Blocks, the most cherished spoils of low-grade wizards after war.

Countless fighter jets, ranging from tens to hundreds of ters long, incredibly agile, moving quickly like swarms, disappearing in a flash.

"Hiss..."

Green secretly sucked in a breath of cold air.

This ti, he is undoubtedly about to experience a true civilization war main battlefront. Such a grand-scale war, even a Stigma Sorcerer like himself, is just one among many. To influence the battlefield situation with personal strength is an almost impossible task.

Xiao Ba, Leafy, and the miniaturized Enigmatic Curved-Head Bird flew in from outside the laboratory just in ti to see the scene in the Crystal Ball.

"Damn, is there going to be a war!?"

Leafy looked at Green from the side, extrely nervous. The Enigmatic Curved-Head Bird, under Green’s will, rged into Green’s right hand, blending into flesh and blood.

After a brief silence, taking a deep breath, Green adjusted his state, closed his eyes, then opened them and lifted his head again. His face changed anew, the gloom and worries completely dissipated, and instead, there was a hint of fiery anticipation!

"Since it can’t be avoided, let’s enjoy it! The path of the Wizard, so many years of effort, isn’t it all for exploring the essence of the Truth Mystery of the Endless World and restoring the glory and dignity of Wizards?"

He chuckled lowly.

"The mont to realize the value of so many years of effort has finally arrived, in my na, the Oblivion Tower of the Wizard World."

......

Twelve days later.

Wooo...

The lodious horn sound, infused with mysterious power to ignite and burn the blood, ca from the depths of the Moonlake Holy Tower Base, transmitted through one Space Fortress after another, gradually conveyed to the war front lines, into the soul of every wizard and every Slave Monster.

So Slave Monsters, influenced by the horn sound, uncontrollably started gloomy roars, their eyes gradually turning entirely red, on the brink of losing all rationality under the suppression of the Wizard’s Will.

The base has a total of four battle lines, Zone 258 which Green is in charge of, belongs to the middle part of the Moonlake Holy Tower Base. Compared to the tense atmosphere of war on the front lines, here one could only faintly guess the scene of the two civilizations’ main battlefield through the hundreds of billions of Slave Sea Legion on the front line.

In the high sky, hundreds of Space Fortresses hung, transforming into bloody moons. The Wizard’s Will connects as one, spilling ominous blood-red light onto the ground, narrating the history of the Wizard World. This is the essence condensed from the accumulated history of wizard civilization inheritance, existing as a higher belief in every wizard’s heart.

Surrounding the Space Fortresses, nurous Space Airships spread around, holding Energy Blades in chanical arms, with the main cannon ready to fire.

Each Demon Hunter Bright Sorcerer Formation ford by ten thousand as a group, trusted partners, jointly experiencing life and death, often able to link magic power to cast super-class high-level combined witchcraft, or a mix of complentary strengths to exert a force greater than the sum of its parts.

Demon Hunter Dark Wizards scattered everywhere, low-grade wizards trying to stay close to high-grade wizards to guard against insurmountable dangers, so elite Demon Hunter Dark Wizards riding in chanical Bees, ready to provide support at any ti.

A complete operational system, Green stands atop a Space Fortress, surrounded by several Third-Level Great Sorcerers, with Lulianmian silently standing by his side, her refined face beneath short hair slightly stiff, her expression extrely unnatural.

"Are you nervous?"

Green asked softly, staring into the distance with the Face of Truth.

"How could I not be nervous."

Lulianmian did not hide anything, nor did she need to.

"Yes, even I feel small and insignificant, despite my greatest efforts. Look at us now, the forces around us are enough to conquer a world, galloping through those Aboriginal World continents during the Demon Hunting Expedition, plundering everything from them, forcing them to join the Sorcerer Alliance System, using Wizard Currency to legally and reasonably continue the endless plunder..."

As he spoke, Green waved his hand, pointing to the Space Fortress beneath him, the nearly million-strong Wizard Legion and more Slave Sea Legion, followed by a mocking laugh.

"Yet here, at the height of civilizations, on the battlefield of Dominators, we are nothing more than a base that can be wiped away, just like the fortresses and cities that I once wiped away during the conquest of those worlds, insignificant."

Lulianmian gazed at Green, her gem-like eyes filled with shock, unable to fathom the perspective from Green’s height.

Xiao Ba and Leafy flew back and forth above the fortress, absent from the scene, when Green suddenly patted Lulianmian on the shoulder, his voice carrying an inexplicable flavor.

"Do you know, we’re actually fighting with our luck. The difference is, I have thirty percent luck and seventy percent strength, while you have ninety percent luck and ten percent strength. There are too many things here you cannot resist, capable of erasing you at will. So... Ascend to a Stigmata Sorcerer, I have a premonition our luck can’t be this good forever, as long as the civilization war continues, we could be discarded by fate at any mont."

After speaking, Green, through the Face of Truth, gazed once more through the legion ahead towards the endless and overwhelming robot legion obscuring the sky.

As a Sorcery Instrunt diator that Green has been working hard to penetrate the facade and truth, the Face of Truth allows Green to position himself more clearly in this vast battlefield, maximizing his strength and reducing the reliance on luck.