The Hunter, having awakened the first level of his Bloodline, didn't immediately fly up to fight. Instead, he grinned maliciously as he suppressed his aura. His surging blood flowed like a rushing river through his body, compressing all his power into a single point before unleashing a sudden burst.
" Body Refinement Wizard, Second Layer Thunderstorm Giant Bloodline, Activated!"
With a deafening 'boom', the Hunter had been four meters tall, soared to eight meters. Its square face now held a pair of pale blue eyes that gleamed with the power of lightning.
The Thunderstorm Giant seemed to have retracted the concealment effect of the Godslaying Wizard Robe, and the berserk aura of Level Two Body Refinement Wizard violently assaulted the hearts of every wizard who witnessed Leo's transformation.
Lightning crackled across its ferocious body, as if a lightning cloak had been draped over the Thunderstorm Giant's form.
The Thunderstorm Giant opened its massive maw and inhaled forcefully, sucking all the lightning bolts from its body into its mouth.
The Thunderstorm Giant smacked its lips, a satisfied smile spreading across its square face, as if to say that the thunder tasted quite good.
The Thunderstorm Giant, unleashing its full power, created ripples of energy that spread outwards in concentric circles high in the sky. The immense pressure even caused one of the three charred humanoid figures on the ground to slowly awaken.
Upon first glance at the eight-meter-tall Thunderstorm Giant and the power ripples forming high in the sky, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and fainted again.
The Thunderstorm Giant glanced at the wizard who had just coughed up blood on the ground, let out a disdainful snort, and appeared before the spatial rift, wielding its seven-meter-long Godslaying Staff as if it were a blunt weapon of slaughter.
With a light tap of the foot, a Gravity Domain the same size as the spatial rift appeared.
"200 times!!!"
The Thunderstorm Giant roared inwardly, and the Gravity Domain beneath its feet spun rapidly. A powerful, invisible Gravity suddenly appeared and enveloped the entire spatial rift.
The massive pincers, several meters long, that had just reached out were still arrogantly opening and closing, trying to crush the creature on the other side of the spatial rift.
As a result, the moment he was enveloped by the Gravity Domain, he was slammed down without any preparation. The giant pincers, which suddenly became 200 times heavier, made his body uncontrollable for a moment. He could only droop weakly like a bent stalk of rice, and even the simplest opening and closing became powerless.
"Snort"
The Thunderstorm Giant let out a disdainful snort, and the Godslaying Staff in its hand was instantly covered with terrifying arcs of electricity.
Aiming at the weakest point of the giant pincers, the two large hands gripped the end of the Godslaying Staff, using the pulsating heart at the staff's head as a blunt weapon, and cleaved down with a mighty blow.
With a snap,
The giant pincers, several meters long, were smashed off the crab's body by Leo, and the white liquid that splattered out was the crab's blood.
The mere smell of blood made the Thunderstorm Giant's eyes light up; it even had a rich fruity aroma—what a peculiar life form!!!
"Yo yo, there's a big pair of pliers to eat tonight!"
Yaoyao jumped from the Thunderstorm Giant's ear onto the giant pincers, and with a wave of his hand, he stuffed the pincers into the Shadow Space. These pincers, which were over ten meters long, would be enough for him to eat for a long time.
"Aww!"
In contrast to Yaoyao's excitement, a painful howl came from the other side of the spatial rift. It was probably the cry of someone whose giant pincers had been broken; one can imagine the pain of losing a hand.
The crowded slaves on the other side of the spatial rift were quickly pushed away, and a brutal and tyrannical creature appeared, occupying the spatial rift, which was only a dozen meters wide.
Six pairs of crimson giant eyes peered through the spatial rift at Leo, their terrifying killing intent fixed on Leo. They wanted to see who dared to break his hand.
But when those six pairs of crimson giant eyes saw the three tiny badges on the Thunderstorm Giant's chest, they felt an indelible fear emanating from the depths of his soul.
The six pairs of giant-eyed slaves, who were just moments before filled with murderous intent, instantly became panicked. Without uttering any harsh words about the pain of their severed pincers, they disappeared as quickly as possible.
Through the gaps between the crowded slaves on the other side of the spatial rift, one could see that this giant crab, now reduced to only one large pincer, was truly rampaging arrogantly.
Some slaves who blocked his retreat were crushed in his rage; the hatred he couldn't vent on the Thunderstorm Giant was all directed at these unfortunate slaves.
Watching the giant crab disappear into the distance, the Thunderstorm Giant showed a hint of regret. This creature was definitely a rare delicacy; after all, there weren't many foods that could tantalize his taste buds.
'I'll find out which world this giant crab belongs to when I have time. If it's not a protected species, I'll buy some to eat,' the Thunderstorm Giant thought to himself.
The empty space left by the giant crab was instantly filled by the other slaves, who frantically tore at the spatial rift, making it large enough for them to pass through.
When the spatial rift opened to a width of sixty meters, it stopped expanding. This meant that the slave army on the other side could only tear open such a small opening, and the rift was now crowded with all sorts of slaves.
They were tearing at each other, trying to be the first to cross, and ended up wrestling in front of the spatial rift.
This wasn't infighting among them; rather, it stemmed from a deep-seated fear of the Stigmata Wizard's orders. When the spatial rift opened, they had to rush in with all their might and tear any enemy apart.
They dared not slow down even a moment, for fear of being punished by the Stigmata Wizard.
Even if the beings on the other side of the spatial rift were far more powerful than them, and coming over would mean certain death, they would still come without hesitation.
They feared punishment from the Stigmata Wizard more than death!
For them, perhaps death is a relief.
But when they saw the Thunderstorm Giant Thunderstorm Giant and the three small medals on its chest, they all stopped in their tracks, not even daring to step into the spatial rift.
They were just fighting over who would be the first to come out, but now that they're allowed to come out, they all hesitate...
Wizard Will
They sensed a strong Wizard Consciousness emanating from this short man who was less than ten meters tall!
Wizard Will
The terrible danger that once destroyed their beautiful homeland is something that their ancestors have etched into their bones and dared not forget!
Wizard Will
It is the supreme will that they hate to death, but have no choice but to obey!
They dared not disobey the orders of the Stigmata Wizard, but the wizard before them was enveloped in a strong Wizard Will, so they dared not make a move!
This mission to tear open the spatial rift was tantamount to giving them a choice between death by guillotine and death by white silk, or the kind of death where they obediently offered their necks up.
"So you're afraid of the Wizard's Medal? That's easy to deal with."
The Thunderstorm Giant grinned maliciously and reached out its giant hand to remove the three wizard medals, stuffing them into the Shadow Space. At that moment, the Wizard Will on its body disappeared.
"Roar"
Countless roars converged into a roaring river, and the slave army, which had just dared not step out of the spatial rift, instantly turned red-eyed and charged towards Leo like madmen.
Without the Wizard Will, they wanted to kill any hateful wizard more than anyone else. It was this group of guys who led the army of wizard slaves to break through their world, turning them from free spirits into slaves who could only obey orders!
They have lost their dignity, their freedom, and even their right to life!
Wizards must die! They are the enemy of all life, the common foe of countless worlds!
Even if he couldn't kill the wizard in front of him, hitting him once would be a way of avenging the humiliation he had suffered.
"Hehehe, a little more, please."
With a light tap of her little paw, Yaoyao caused the Gravity Domain beneath the Thunderstorm Giant's feet to expand instantly, encompassing all the slaves who had stepped out of the spatial rift.
Furthermore, Yaoyao's consciousness controlled a small shadow connected to the Gravity Domain.
The nuclear material inside the small shadow instantly underwent a fission reaction, and a large amount of energy was added to the Gravity Domain.
This was something Leo asked Yaoyao to do ten years ago: to have Yaoyao control nuclear fission to replenish the energy consumed in the Gravity Domain.
Otherwise, with energy consumption now thirty times greater than before, Leo simply couldn't afford it.
Even though Yaoyao immediately calculated the particle trajectory equation for the next nuclear fission after controlling it, Leo still had to bear the time consumption between the two nuclear fissions.
The Thunderstorm Giant carefully sensed the rate at which its mana was draining. The energy within the Godslaying Staff was rapidly replenishing itself, but it was still insufficient to compensate for the depletion caused by the Gravity Domain.
It can only be said that the slowed-down magic power was inevitably exhausted.
It's still the same problem with the crazy pool manager: the water inlet and outlet are turned on at the same time, and the water outflow exceeds the inflow. When will the pool be completely drained?
"Hey-hey"
The Thunderstorm Giant grinned menacingly, prioritizing enjoying the battle before its mana ran out.
When the 200x Gravity Domain encompassed the entire spatial rift and the army of slaves that had emerged from it, the slave army that had stepped out of the spatial rift was instantly struck down.
The smallest and strongest level one slave, squeezed out of the crowd, hadn't even had a chance to experience the atmosphere of the Wizard World.
They had no ability to resist and were instantly crushed into bloody foam by 200 times the Gravity. Blood of various colors washed over all the slaves around them.
Like a barrage of firecrackers exploding at the edge of a spatial rift, before the Thunderstorm Giant could even make out the appearance of these first-level slaves, they exploded one by one.
It looked like a fly being swatted dead in a pair of large hands; in the instant the hands clasped together, the fly was left with only a few tiny fragments of its corpse.
The spatial rift is a dividing line; any level one slave who steps out of it will die instantly, and there is no way to avoid it.
Level 2 slaves were slightly better off than Level 1 slaves; at least they managed to take one step before being instantly crushed into pancakes thinner than an old woman's hand-rolled dough by 200 times the Gravity.
The life essence of a level two slave is stronger than that of a level one slave, but under the influence of 200 times the Gravity, they are still as fragile as chicks, only able to let out unwilling roars before being torn to pieces.
Only level three slaves had the strength to resist the pressure of 200 times Gravity. They were not immediately crushed into bloody pulp and pancakes, but the Gravity, which was beyond their imagination, still made them let out painful howls.