Hiss...
Green drew a deep breath of the air in the Chaotic Apocalypse Spiritfolk World.
He felt this world's faint rejection of him, yet it was so powerless—like the sorrowful resistance of a naked young girl. Instead, it stirred the excitement and greed deep within Green's heart, making them writhe restlessly.
"Heh heh heh heh heh, what a weak little world. The Source of Annihilation's avatar was right in its earlier judgment. This world isn't evolving toward a medium-sized world at all; influenced by the aura of chaos, it is changing toward an illusory world!"
His more than two-hundred-meter Elemental True Body stood high in the Spiritfolk World's sky, radiating the chilling majesty of the Wizard's Will. Across the mountains and plains, the millions upon millions of soul-slave monster troops howled and roared, as if celebrating the descent of the great Wizard's Will upon this world.
At this moment, with every breath, Green felt another measure of pressure from the outside world.
Without the Wizard World's origin-invasion technology of a Space Fortress, even such a weak world could exert pressure on Green. Once that suppression was magnified to its fullest extent, he could still feel its effects.
"Young Master, stop standing there in a daze! Hurry up and launch a massive invasion! I can practically feel this world trembling in fear, wahahaha!"
Little Eight seemed to have returned to that distant age of ancient wizard rule.
Back then, when the evil and brutal ancient wizards conquered entire world clusters, True Spirit Wizards would always use Sky City as their mother body, carrying countless Space Fortresses, innumerable spatial airships, slave armies, ancient Stigmata Wizards, and ancient formal wizards. Like locusts, they crushed and plundered everything in every world along their path, leaving no means of resistance.
Even some medium-sized worlds would