The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 894 The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole follows behind
Endless dimensions.

In the void, the World Tree, as large as a mountain, swayed its branches. Centered on it, within a radius of half a light-second, there was a realm that resembled a world.

Within this realm, there are snow-capped mountains, deserts, high mountains, and oceans, as well as a complete array of birds, beasts, insects, and fish.

The World Tree is located at the center of this world, and every time its branches sway, it causes the entire vast territory to shake.

Before him, the Netherworld Ruler, resembling a vengeful ghost, had half of his body covered in black veins. With every gesture, crimson blades slashed through the void, each one capable of cleaving a miniature world in two.

On his other side was the Ghost Lord, as large as a mountain and with ten thousand arms.

Compared to the Netherworld, the Ghost's fighting style seemed somewhat frenzied. His body and arms surged like waves, and with each surge, thousands of attacks of different natures would appear simultaneously.

These attacks, when combined, were as unstoppable as a torrent, seemingly capable of tearing everything in the world apart.

But the World Tree remained steadfast and unmoved.

The Ghost was merely a puppet that had temporarily broken through, while the Netherworld, though able to fight against him, was the Netherworld at its peak.

Right now, Youming is fighting against that corrosive force, and being able to unleash even half of his strength is already considered a stroke of good luck.

However, despite its immovable state, the Great World Tree has no ability to retaliate.

His body is not complete now; he is merely a tree spirit, equivalent to the soul of a creature. His physical body did not come to the Astral Plane with him.

Without the aid of a physical body, the Great World Tree could only make its defenses watertight and wait for Richard's reinforcements.

boom!
The Ghost Lord surged its arms once more, unleashing endless waves of energy that crashed against the Great World Tree's domain, like water encountering a reef.

But this time, the Great World Tree's expression changed somewhat.

His gaze swept across the entire area, and a small black swamp, no bigger than the palm of his hand, caught his attention.

The Great World Tree has a profound gaze.

"It actually forcibly eroded it? It seems that relying solely on the tree spirit's body is not enough."

With that, he flicked his branch, and the muddy swamp was stripped from his domain. His aura also weakened almost imperceptibly.

He and this field rise and fall together.

Even if only a fragment is removed, it is still a loss of strength for him.

The Great World Tree looked at the Spectre Overlord, and couldn't help but want to use those methods that he hadn't used for many years. However, he immediately abandoned the idea.

The plan wasn't finished yet, and now we've already ruined everything.

"Why hasn't Richard arrived yet? Could it be that the traitor has launched an attack ahead of schedule?" the Great World Tree wondered to itself.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a dimensional rift appeared in the void. Richard's puppets, the Mechanical Overlord, the Tide Spirit Overlord, and the Winged Overlord filed out.

"Old Tree, we're here to help you!" the Xiling Overlord shouted.

As he spoke, his sound waves merged into the domain of the Great World Tree, and the next moment, a surge of life burst forth from within that domain.

The Great World Tree remained silent, only gazing at Richard in quiet contemplation.

Richard shook his head slightly, indicating that he still had a little while to go on with the act.

Upon seeing the Overlord coming to his aid, the corrupted Netherworld couldn't help but reveal a cold smile.

"You're all here! That's perfect, you can all travel together..."

Before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly became one of struggle. It was the consciousness of the Netherworld struggling; he was unwilling to become a puppet.

"Let's travel together? You've got quite the nerve, Youming!"

The Lord of the Tide Spirits gradually turned crimson, and the suppressed rage in his heart erupted like an unstoppable volcano. As he spoke, his sound waves became almost tangible, transforming into a dense school of swordfish that instantly engulfed the Lord of the Netherworld.

Richard said to the Great World Tree, "You deal with the Spectres, we'll take care of the Underworld."

The Great World Tree swayed its crown slightly, then turned its gaze to the monstrous Spectre Overlord. The vast domain surrounding him suddenly shrank, transforming in an instant into a long spear.

As the spear was swung, the void trembled, and a terrifying power, almost as if it could split the heavens and the earth, surged from the spear.

"Kid, today I'll show you why I am the head of the Natural Federation."

As he spoke, he thrust out his spear, and a dazzling rainbow of light burst forth from the tip, seemingly containing all the colors of the world, breathtakingly beautiful.

But the ghost, locked in by the rainbow light, had no time to appreciate the beauty.

His arms surged like ocean waves, countless arms intertwined in front of him, forming a shield-like structure.

Energy powerful enough to tear apart a small world gathered within him, but even so, the terror in the heart of the Ghost Lord did not subside.

This is not enough!

The next moment, a rainbow of light arrived, and the dazzling light almost instantly tore those arms apart. The ghosts behind them were also reduced to nothingness.

Fortunately, although the attack was powerful, it was merely a pure energy strike and did not cause any particular damage to the soul.

The remaining arm of the Spectre instantly grew into a complete body. Apart from being slightly weakened, the Spectre was almost unharmed.

"Old man, you're nothing special!"

The ghost's shriek was like a soul storm, shaking people's souls. The next moment, its twisted body rushed towards the Great World Tree.

The Great World Tree remained silent, its branches twisting and turning into ten thousand arms.

"You overestimating yourself, I'll seal you away and see if you still have that arrogance."

The Great World Tree and the Spectre were locked in battle, while Richard was also clashing with the Spectre.

As a ruler whose physique has exceeded its limits, even if he cannot unleash his full combat power, it is enough to make several rulers be cautious.

Unlike spiritual evolution, physical evolution breaking through its limits is a qualitative change.

The Netherworld has been broken through limits for tens of thousands of years, and its terrifying strength should not be underestimated. The five rulers confronted each other in the sky, and the solemn atmosphere almost materialized.

The next moment, the figures of the five rulers collided.

Richard's body was a deep blue, and the energy within him was virtually inexhaustible. Every move he made was enough to shatter a miniature world. Beside him, the Tide Spirit Ruler was crimson, constantly unleashing fierce killing cries, specifically targeting the soul of the Netherworld Ruler.

The mechanical overlord transformed, becoming a towering mechanical giant. Countless war machines on his body fired simultaneously, like a tidal wave crashing down.

The Winged Overlord transformed into a giant thunder eagle, its body wreathed in blazing white lightning, each bolt powerful enough to annihilate a level six creature.

At their center, the Ghost Lord, whose body had been covered in black veins for half a year, simply smiled disdainfully.

Faced with the siege of the four rulers, he neither dodged nor hid, but blood-red patterns appeared on his body.

"A bunch of arrogant fools, you think you're worthy to fight me?!"

The next instant, four attacks came crashing down on him.

In an instant, a flash of light erupted from the Netherworld Ruler, as dazzling as the first light to pierce the heavens and earth. But soon, the light vanished without a trace, replaced by the Netherworld Ruler's perfectly intact body.

The four rulers' expressions changed slightly. Their combined attacks were enough to destroy even a small world on the spot.

How could the Lord of the Underworld be unharmed?

The Netherworld Ruler grinned as he looked at the four rulers, then suddenly opened his mouth wide.

"Give it back to you."

The next moment, Richard's spear of light, the thunder of the Winged Overlord, the killing sound of the Tide Spirit Overlord, and the energy torrent of the Mechanical Overlord all came out of his mouth.

Richard was shocked and instantly recognized the methods of the Netherworld Ruler.

"He actually opened that terrifying space within his body!"

Although the other rulers were not as knowledgeable as Richard, they still managed to deduce some of the clues.

The four rulers did not communicate, but they all understood each other implicitly.

After dealing with the returned attack, the four rulers almost simultaneously unleashed their strongest moves.

Spatial teleportation is not without its risks.

If the space being moved cannot withstand the attack, then this method will backfire, not only absorbing all the attacks but also suffering the consequences of the space shattering.

In an instant, dazzling light, as if the heavens and earth were being created, erupted continuously between the five rulers.

The aftershocks of the battle converged, turning several areas within a radius of several Flowing Light Heavens around the battlefield into a dead zone.

Within this region, whether it be the world rulers of the astral plane, the illusory creatures of the illusory dimension, or the bizarre and cursed beings, all are destined for annihilation.

"Richard, it's almost time to close the net."

Suddenly, Ulysses' voice rang in Richard's mind, along with Ulysses' report.

Richard, on a whim, relayed the message to the Great World Tree.

The play has finally come to an end.

Upon receiving the news, the Great World Tree paused for a moment, only to be instantly swatted away by the Ghost Lord's myriad hands.

At the same time, a roar came from his body.

"Someone is corrupting my clone! There's a traitor among us!"

With a roar, the Xiling Overlord suddenly changed its attack direction and roared a killing sound at the Winged Overlord.

Caught off guard, the Winged Overlord's soul was shattered by this attack, and his aura immediately weakened considerably.

Upon seeing this, the Mechanical Overlord trembled violently, and an expression of disbelief immediately appeared on his face.

"Xi Ling! You've been corrupted too!"

The body of the Xiling Overlord turned pitch black, and its voice became incredibly calm.

"Mechanical Head, I long for peace. But in the foreseeable future, all I see is war, endless war."

"So you've joined forces with the Civilization Devourers?" the Mechanical Overlord asked incredulously.

“Yes, because He can bring eternal peace.” The voice of the Lord of the Tide Spirits carried a hint of piety.

"He is the eternal and unchanging being; only He can unite this world and bring us eternal peace."

"So you'd rather have your people eaten by Him?"

Richard's face darkened, and the eerie blue light emanating from his body intensified.

The Lord of the Tide Spirits shook his head slightly: "They were not eaten; they simply merged together and transformed into a massive collective."

As he spoke, he opened his arms.

"If we all become a collective, then war will naturally disappear."

Richard remained silent, only his body crackling with energy lightning. Beside him, the Mechanical Overlord also shifted its form, transforming into a terrifying entity resembling a war fortress.

In the center of the fortress, a massive cannon barrel was constantly emanating a terrifying aura.

He retreated behind Richard and said solemnly, "Alchemist, you defend, I'll attack..."

The Mechanical Overlord stopped speaking before he could finish, and the energy torrent aimed at Richard from the cannon began to weaken slowly.

Behind him, a black figure bound by chains slowly withdrew its fist.

(End of this chapter)