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Chapter Three Hundred Forty-Nine:
"Not so easy!!"
A low growl came from the ground, followed by a burst of crimson light.
The Red Armored Wizard, who had been struck by the fireball, now had a fierce expression as he held a long, strange dagger.
The dagger emitted a blood-red glow, rapidly spreading in all directions across the battlefield centered around him.
A hazy feeling seemed to gradually alter the battlefield, creating an environment favorable to the Underworld Sorcerer.
Upon noticing the peculiar dagger, the witch's expression changed, and a look of dread appeared in her eyes. The joy she had just felt from obtaining the Spiritual Orb vanished completely.
"What? You madman actually brought that thing out?! Aren't you afraid it will backfire and consume your consciousness?!"
"Hehe!" Seemingly pleased with the witch's reaction, the Underworld Sorcerer grinned, revealing sharp teeth as he admired the blood-red dagger in his hand. "Anyway, I don't have much time left to waste. The Spiritual Orb is my last chance; this is the hope given to me by the Mother of the Abyss. Anyone who wants to take it from me will be killed!!"
"You!!" Caught off guard by the Underworld Sorcerer's actions, the witch's gaze turned cold. She slowly drew a slender black Staff from behind her and controlled her broomstick to land on the ground.
Standing on the charred earth, she tossed aside her broom, her expression turning exceptionally icy.
"Fine! Since you've chosen this path, then you lot will stay here today!!"
'Thud!'
The Staff lightly touched the ground, and a fiery red pattern spread out beneath her feet. The surrounding air was scorched black again as the Fire Element Energy Particles became intensely active.
In response to the witch's display of combat intent, the Underworld Sorcerer plunged the dagger into his own chest.
'Swish,' the dagger instantly pierced through his body, leaving only the hilt exposed.
The originally red eyes of the Underworld Sorcerer instantly turned pitch black, resembling two swirling black holes.
He unsheathed the heavy greatsword beside him with a clang and shook his head slightly.
"Hey! Let's see who dies first!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he charged directly at the witch, surrounded by a blood-red glow that made him look like the Bloodthirsty Giant of Transcendence.
Boom!
A loud sound echoed across the battlefield.
Meanwhile, as the two factions continued their war, a gray cloud suddenly shot up from the entrance of the Underworld beneath the giant tree.
However, just as the cloud attempted to fly away from here,
Snap!
The air suddenly lit up with a vast blood-red grid, colliding with Freya.
Countless red lines wrapped around her like insects.
Freya, who was in a state of invisibility, changed her expression slightly. Then, her entire body ignited with green flames mixed with Azure Flame, using her Bloodline Power and Power Field to counteract the entangling force.
"Is this a restriction? Which wizard set up a restriction in this area?"
Just as she was puzzled, a strong explosion suddenly erupted not far away. Several figures in black robes were instantly blown away.
Freya turned her head to look in that direction and noticed a strange blood-red light slightly distorting the ground, casting a hazy feeling over that space.
Freya lightly sniffed the air, and her expression suddenly darkened.
"This feeling isn't just the disgusting scent of a simple magical restriction; it's the power from another world. There are actually wizards using things from other worlds here."
Although she had only truly entered Hell World so far, she had also seen some aspects of other worlds through the World Tower. She understood that each world has its own system of powers, some greater than others. However, recklessly using the powers of another world without real strength carries a high risk of severe backlash from World Power.
This backlash can at least leave a wizard below the Dawn level with lifelong repercussions.
Now, whether as a member of the Reald Family's Underworld Sorcerers or as the current Wilderness Witch, it seemed unlikely that she could reach the level of a Dawn Wizard.
In other words, the power restriction from this other world was a terrifying trump card meant for desperate situations.
After several attempts to break through the restriction failed, Freya decided to wait patiently for the Crimson Grid to gradually dissipate on its own.
After all, while the power from another world is formidable, it also places a tremendous burden on the caster.
After waiting for ten minutes, just as Freya felt that the power of the restriction was slowly weakening, suddenly the space above her contracted sharply.
The previously invisible blood-red grid suddenly became visible.
Boom!
A thunderous roar erupted from that area of conflict, and a massive wave of red energy surged toward her.
This made Freya pause slightly. As this wave surged forth, a gigantic crimson figure began to rise slowly from the ground.
The giant was entirely blood-red, emanating intense white steam. Its head was composed of countless twisted faces, with only a pair of pitch-black eyes that resembled two whirlpools drawing everything in.
The giant slightly raised its head and stared blankly into space, while the surrounding blood-red grid seemed to freeze in place with its stillness.
Unbeknownst to them, a strong will seemed to emanate from the giant.
As the giant appeared, a large group of Black-Robed Wizards suddenly halted, quickly retreating from the giant's position as if they had seen a plague.
Among them, a tattered Dark Red Robed witch flew at the forefront on her broomstick.
Her Staff, which had been broken into two pieces during the battle, was still tightly gripped in her hand, and half of her face was smeared with thick blood.
"Damn it! Stupid Gobel! To actually use his own soul to summon the Bloody Lord's projection from the Annihilation World! This madman! Wilderness Witches, retreat quickly! Hide!"
Her last words were amplified by magic, ringing out loudly enough for even Freya, far away, to hear.
"Annihilation World, Bloody Lord?" Upon hearing these two keywords, Freya furrowed her brow, sensing trouble.
The Annihilation World is a realm far from the Wizarding World, filled with various powerful beings and characterized by chaos, bloodshed, death, and destruction.
If Hell World still had some order and intelligent beings for communication and trade, then Annihilation World was almost equivalent to the deepest abyss, a place of extreme chaos.
'Zsh!'
The first few Wilderness Witches attempting to escape into the air were immediately ensnared by the Crimson Grid. In no time at all, their bodies turned to charred remains and vanished into ash.
This made the other witches hesitate to flee into the air. One by one, they flew low in search of cover.
Seeing those witches reduced to ashes caused a flash of green light in Freya's eyes. In King Cobra's view, she clearly saw something special being absorbed from those witches and flowing into the Crimson Grid. Following the grid's pathways, it ultimately flowed into the Red Giant.
"Ah, this fragrant aroma," a muffled sigh suddenly escaped from the giant's mouth. His dazed expression shifted slightly as his black hole-like eyes scanned the fleeing crowd around him. His twisted face suddenly broke into a strange smile.
"Oh look, these fleeing beings. So adorable, but time is short. Let's proceed with our delightful torment as soon as possible."
His language was not that of the Wizarding World, yet strangely, everyone understood his meaning, and suddenly all faces changed.
As he spoke, the giant slowly extended its Giant Hand, an invisible force spreading through the Crimson Grid.
The few Underworld Sorcerers closest to him suddenly felt a tightness around their necks. After the defensive barrier shattered, a strong sense of suffocation followed.
Then, with a 'bang,' the heads of several individuals exploded, creating a large cloud of Crimson mist that was absorbed into the giant's body.
The headless corpses slowly fell to the ground, and a look of ecstasy appeared on the giant's face.
Next, he lightly pointed at the fleeing Wilderness Witches in the air. Instantly, countless dense red spikes split from the Crimson Grid and violently pierced their bodies.
'Puff puff puff.'
With a series of sounds, the bodies of the pierced witches began to char black. Their beautiful forms and faces quickly turned to ash, barely able to let out a scream.
In an instant, the wizards enveloped by the entire Crimson Grid looked at the giant with fear in their eyes.
"This giant absolutely possesses the power of a Dawn Wizard!!!"
It seemed that one wizard could no longer withstand the immense pressure. He suddenly drew his Scimitar from behind and charged at the giant, a flash of black flickering briefly on the Scimitar.
However, before he could reach the giant, a red shadow smashed down upon him.
'Smack!'
That wizard exploded into pieces. His scattered limbs filled the entire area.
The shadow that had been thrown over slowly twisted and gradually formed a humanoid shape, while around the giant, humanoid figures made of crimson liquid also began to take shape.
"Go, my children, kill to your heart's content, let the blood cover the entire land. Feel the power from the Annihilation World."
The giant waved his hand, and those blood-colored shadows immediately scattered and flew away.
A swift massacre began once again.
Suspended in the air, Freya looked grimly at the giant's movements in the distance.
She never expected that a mere battle for a treasure would evolve into a world invasion; this transformation made her feel quite troubled.
Through the bloody scent in the air, she felt waves of nausea in her stomach, as if the giant carried some kind of foul existence.
"However, using tools to summon projections probably won't reach the level of a Dawn Wizard; at most, it has the power of a Third Peak. Yet due to the peculiar nature of Annihilation World's power, it appears equally formidable as a Dawn Wizard."
Although she could see through the giant's level of power, Freya herself was only at the Second Level on the surface, and she did not want to expose her inheritance secrets without solidifying her form first.
"Moreover, this guy seems unable to exist here for long."
Just as Freya was contemplating how to perfectly avoid being caught up in this incident, suddenly a blood-colored shadow stealthily approached from behind her.
Behind the Crimson Shadow was a long line connecting to the Crimson Grid in the air. The figure had no arms but instead two sharp red spikes.
Just as that figure was about to get close to Freya and stab her in the back with its spikes—
Swish.
With a faint sound, the figure behind her transformed into a large pool of blood that flowed down.
Freya glanced at the shadow behind her and gently withdrew the Black Cross Sword in her hand, black lightning still dancing along the Blade.
However, as she eliminated a Crimson Shadow, new figures began to gather on the Crimson Grid.
"What a troublesome Domain Ability."
While she lightly complained, the wizards below also made contact with the shadows. Most of these figures were at the level of First-Level Wizard Liquefaction; although their strength was low, they were numerous.
Some clever wizards began to coordinate with others to resist. While they couldn't do much against the Bloodthirsty Giant, they could still eliminate its spawned shadows.
Sounds of battle echoed from the ground as some Wilderness Witches started to gather what resembled an Empowerment Spell in the form of a Giant Fireball, attacking the encroaching shadows while attempting to break through the Crimson Grid that enveloped the air.
The giant seemed to relish this bloody scene of resistance. Suddenly, it appeared to sense something and abruptly lifted its head.
Two black hole-like eyes turned toward Freya.
"Ah, there’s even something hidden away. The scent is pure life energy—how disgusting."
In the distance, Freya had just sliced apart a Crimson Shadow that tried to get close when a nauseating scent mixed with an exceptionally dangerous aura wafted from behind her.
Without time to think, Freya swiftly thrust her sword backward, unleashing a surge of intense electricity from the Blade.
Bang!!
A massive hand completely ignored her Cross Sword and forcefully slammed her down onto the ground.
With a loud smack, Freya fell to the ground and barely had time to rise before countless red spikes surged toward her.
The ground simultaneously erupted with countless spikes.
In an instant, that area resembled a dense forest made up of overlapping red spikes.
The Bloodthirsty Giant, who had been observing, showed a hint of disappointment.
"Is that it? I thought it was something worth noticing."
However, just as he thought it was over, a flash of green light suddenly burst forth from the silent red spike forest.
"Roar!!!!"
An ancient roar suddenly echoed from within.
Boom!
A Green Giant Serpent, hundreds of meters long, surged out from there, its massive body unfurling a transparent membrane, leaving a long white streak as it lunged directly at the equally gigantic Bloodthirsty Giant.
The humidity in the air began to rise rapidly. (To be continued.)
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