The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 992 The War to End Everything (Part 8)

The fall of the Tower Overlord is only the beginning; in this war, no creature of any rank can truly be safe.

In the boundless void, the rulers began to band together, hoping to compensate for their weaknesses through cooperation.

This was the right decision, but they overlooked one point: what appeared to be multiple individuals were actually the same being that these civilization devourer clones were a single being.

When it comes to teamwork, their level of understanding is even higher.

However, those who are at a disadvantage have no other choice. Not teaming up means certain death, while teaming up offers a glimmer of hope.

"Damn it, you guys are all useless!"

In the void, a sovereign resembling a Tyrannosaurus Rex roared in fury. His original battle was very even, and he was able to go toe-to-toe with the civilization devourer's avatar, even suppressing it.

But after the Overlords banded together, a new clone appeared out of nowhere and joined his battlefield.

This immediately tipped the scales of victory in the opposite direction.

However, the other Overlords didn't care about him. Some were mercenaries, while others were Overlords who inherited dimensions from the Alliance civilization. They were not friends with the Dinosaur Overlords, and didn't even have any relationship with them. Under these circumstances, they had to ensure their own survival.

However, with bad news comes good news.

boom!
Samael suddenly threw a punch, piercing through the body of the civilization devourer's clone in front of him. With a single punch, a hole large enough to contain a small world was punched into the center of the civilization devourer's clone's star-sized body.

Within the void, everything was disintegrated into basic elements.

"Haha, that was awesome!"

Samael laughed loudly, and his aura rose again.

After finding a way forward, Samael's strength, like Richard's, increased every moment, only at a much slower pace.

Within the entire Civilization Alliance, his strength is second only to Richard, equivalent to the Great World Tree that completed the world's assembly.

Moreover, he also possesses extremely keen intuition.

This intuition helps him find the most suitable path for him in the midst of chaos ahead.

Without Richard, he could easily be called the chosen one.

Looking at the imposing abyss demon before him, the civilization devourer's avatar actually felt a... slight fear.

This is the result of human corruption, but it is also proof of Samael's strength.

He already knew his fate.

Meanwhile, the battle of the Eye Demon leader, Lakat, is also gradually becoming clear.

After joining the Wizarding Alliance, Lakart's combat power experienced a qualitative leap. This Overlord already had in-depth research on energy and dimensional power, but due to a lack of time and inspiration, he had not yet found the answer.

But after the technical exchange, almost all of his past doubts and ideas were resolved.

He is no longer the same person he was before the Battle of the Eternal Dark World.

Lakat waved his tentacles, and one star after another appeared around him. Upon closer inspection, one would discover that each of these stars was a small, illusory dimension.

The spaces within these illusory dimensions are cleverly folded, each space comparable to a vast world.

The rules within these illusory dimensions are like clay sculptures, arbitrarily woven and reassembled by Lakart.

The methods that arise from this are naturally varied and bizarre.

boom!
A star suddenly exploded, transforming into a black sphere. At the same time, the blasphemous flames of the civilization devourer's avatar landed precisely on the sphere.

The dark green flames vanished without a trace the moment they touched the sphere. Even though a single wisp of this thing could incinerate a small world, it couldn't even stir up a ripple inside the black sphere.

As Lakatar waved his tentacles, the other stars began to rotate.

The six stars formed a simple regular hexagon in the sky, and in an instant, a pitch-black vortex appeared in the hexagon.

A powerful gravitational pull surged from the vortex, like an invisible hand trying to drag the civilization devourer's avatar into the vortex.

"Monster, since you love to eat so much, why don't you try a bite of my dark prison?"

Lakat's voice was laced with sarcasm. This spell, which he called the Black Prison, was something he had prepared specifically for his civilization devourer avatar. The technology it utilized was the same Endless Labyrinth technique that Richard had used on the slime he encountered in the Dimensional Transformation.

However, compared to that technique, Lakat added some of his own elements, including the Miracle Fire.

Once inside, the civilization devourer's clone will enter a cyclical space.

Unless the entire Black Prison can be shattered in one blow, any attack will be guided by the spatial flow, ultimately causing the attacker to suffer the consequences.

Furthermore, with the addition of the Miracle Fire, eroding space is also impossible.

The Miracle Fire will purify every polluted stream of space.

As they chatted and laughed, six more stars appeared. The two overlapped, and the vortex's gravity suddenly doubled.

The body of the civilization devourer's avatar was also gradually becoming unstable. If it could not hold on, the situation would be reversed instantly.

Adding an extra ordinary sovereign combatant would be fine, but adding an extra leader combatant would completely tip the scales of victory in the direction of the Wizard Alliance.

"What a disgusting feeling."

Before Richard, the most powerful avatar of the civilization devourer, or rather, its true form, had almost lost its human form.

The battlefield situation made this monster with humanity extremely irritable, and Richard's difficult nature gave him a huge headache.

Within Him, Ricci saw countless wailing faces. These faces belonged to the fallen warriors, devoured, their souls fused with the Civilization Devourer, their faces eternally frozen at the moment of death. "To be honest, I didn't want to do this," the Civilization Devourer suddenly spoke, "because after devouring that curse, I gained something more."

Something called dignity and shame.

I need a grand war as a ceremony for my promotion; this war should be magnificent, not ugly like a wild beast pouncing on its prey.

But now, I've changed my mind.

As the civilization devourer spoke, its body twisted and deformed, and Richard immediately understood the meaning behind its words.

On the battlefield, the steel ground suddenly began to melt and deform.

Their metallic sheen faded quickly, and they soon turned into a pool of black, tar-like slime.

Without orders, all the Allied legions on the ground immediately unleashed the Miracle Flame. The Miracle Flame ignited the moment it touched the black liquid, but soon the legion's soldiers discovered that the flames were going out.

"You don't think I have no way to deal with that flame, do you?" The voice of the civilization devourer carried a hint of sarcasm. "If I remember correctly, you should have my first experimental subject."

When the Devourer of Civilizations first truly attacked Richard, it used a clone that could resist the Miracle Fire.

"Of course I remember."

Richard's expression remained unchanged, and the black liquid that he had sealed away back then immediately appeared in his hand.

"It may sound incompetent to say this, but I really can't find a way to crack this thing."

The reason this black liquid can withstand the Miracle Fire is quite simple: basic isolation. However, the specific principle involves a realm that only level eight and a half beings can access—time.

These black liquids exhibit temporal disorder; in other words, the time of this substance is unstable.

Under high temperatures, it may decay into a basic element in the next second, or it may exist stably for tens of millions of years.

In other words, when the Miracle Flame ignites it, it can disintegrate into basic elements. However, due to the Miracle Flame's properties against the black liquid, it will bypass those elements and instead ignite other parts of the black liquid.

In this way, if luck is on your side, the miracle fire will soon go out on its own because it can't find fuel.

He discovered this secret after studying the king of the dimensional nematodes.

However, knowing something does not mean you can crack it.

The Miracle Fire is an eight-and-a-half level creation, which Richard cannot interfere with or change.

"The fun is over, Richard."

The body of the civilization devourer continued to proliferate, eventually transforming into an amorphous mass covered with limbs and faces.

"Next, I will devour you all and return to that supreme realm. Then I will gradually consume your civilization."

Rest assured, I guarantee that not a single survivor will remain in your civilization.

Their souls will linger inside my belly for ten million years…

boom!
The star-like hammer, imbued with the flames of miracles and carrying the waves of the void, shattered the body of the civilization devourer with a single blow.

Richard's expression remained calm.

"Too much nonsense. Humanity is indeed a burden in battle."

As he spoke, his voice echoed throughout the command centers of the hundred world fortresses.

"Attention all personnel, all legions, return to World Fortress."

They had anticipated this situation, or rather, this was the situation they had first envisioned.

The Civilization Devourer is a monster; those legions and war machines are all part of it. Since these legions are unreliable, it simply abandons these methods.

The soldiers of the Allied Legion quickly lifted off the ground, but as they did so, countless tentacles suddenly appeared on the ground that had turned into black liquid.

These tentacles are made up of the limbs of various creatures, and you can even see pulsating muscles in them, as if they had just been cut off.

They are like the embodiment of the resentment of evil spirits in hell. These creatures who have fallen into hell do not want to see anyone who is different from them, so even if their bodies are torn apart, they will drag others into this hell.

"Damn it, use the Miracle Fire!"

As Gawain watched the tentacles flying towards him, he instantly unleashed a burst of Miracle Fire from his hand.

The Miracle Flame ignited the moment it touched the tentacle. This thing wasn't protected by that layer of time-disrupted black liquid. Once it came into contact with the Miracle Flame, the Miracle Flame would burn until it was completely consumed.

Gawain's choice was correct.

Any creature struck by these tentacles that could not immediately use the Miracle Fire was pulled into the Black Sea.

This applies even to level six beings, without exception.

We boarded the airship, which soared straight into the sky.

The airship needs to enter the warship, and the warship needs to enter the floating fortress.

The entrance to the World Fortress is only so big; if everyone crowds in, no one can get in.

Like a tidal wave, warships converged on the World Fortress, and behind them, waves of the defeated continued to gather, eventually transforming into a gigantic face.

The civilization devourer let out a shriek, shaking the war machines across the entire sky.

"The second phase has begun."

(End of this chapter)