The Great Worm Lich Chapter 263

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yang Tianyun was from the Witchcraft's Gate of Sacrifice, so he practiced nurturing and sacrificing animals' souls and worshipping the ancestors. Unlike the wizards practicing the Witchcraft's Gate of Death, he did not have any wizard gus to command or ride on.

It was clear that Ouyang Boxiong's intention of asking him to show what he got was an attempt to rile him up, so he would polish his arrogant attitude.

To their surprise, when Yang Tianyun heard this, he laughed out loud and said with the same volume, “Since everyone here is my brothers from the Witchcraft's Three Great Mountain Gates of Life, Death, and Sacrifice, I'll show what I've got then!”

As he was speaking, the burly man, whose entire head and face was covered with brown hair, began to mutter some incantations. The bones of his body gave off a series of loud snapping sounds; his muscles and skin began to elongate. Crouching on the ground, his head swelled up; countless sharp shredded teeth burst out of his lips with a jingling sound. In an instant, he transformed to become a huge monster that spanned 20 meters that looked like a red-scaled giant tiger.

“Brother Ouyang, what do you think of my technique? I'll spout fire and burn the nests of those aborigines later!” After Yang Tianyun transformed into a monster, he roared at the sky and scared the beasts on the island within a hundred miles till the vicinity shushed. Proudly, he roared, “Come up! Come up! Climb up on my back! What are you waiting for?”

Hearing a giant monster speak in human language in the dark forest would definitely make one shudder.

“Y-You… Sigh! Brother Yang, I was merely joking, and you actually took it seriously? Y-You… What should I say to you?” Upon seeing how Yang Tianyun did not care about his seniors' prestige and transformed into a Red Calamitous Tiger before letting them ride on him to resolve the difficulty he gave him, Ouyang Boxiong shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or to cry. He then leaped up on the strange beast's back.

When the other Grand Wizards saw him be the first one to ride on the back of the beast, they also muttered to themselves, “In that case, thanks to Brother Yang, I'll also ride on the Red Calamitous Tiger then…”

As they said this, they climbed onto the beast as well.

When it was the turn of the witchcraft's elite disciples to climb up, they bowed with reverence and awe first before saying, “Forgive me for my rudeness, senior.” Then, they climbed on the back of Yang Tianyun.

After dragging it out like this, by the time everyone had finally climbed onto the strange beast's back, two cracks had appeared on both sides of the red-scaled giant tiger and two bloody red wings made of flesh stretched out from them.

After that, Yang Tianyun roared, “Sit firmly!” He then flapped his fleshy wings. A whistling breeze immediately formed in the jungle, dragging the giant tiger to rise slowly before rushing to the distance in a seemingly slow but actually swift movement.

Standing on the beast's back, Zhang Lisheng, who witnessed a Grand Wizard from the Witchcraft's Gate of Sacrifice casting his mighty power for the first time, withstood the bitingly cold strong wind in the night sky. He then wondered just how powerful this giant tiger was, that one could tell was an ancient strange beast at a glance, in a fight. No matter how much he pondered over it, he couldn't get any clue at all.

Not far away in front of him, Ouyang Boxiong looked at the map in his hands while his hair and beard swayed along with the wind and suddenly shouted out loud, “Brother Tianyun, fly a little lower! I want to identify the direction according to this map.”

“Why? Brother Ouyang? Is the map not accurate?” The old man with the surname Zhu, who looked like a Laughing Buddha, asked with a frown.

Ouyang Boxiong shook his head and pointed at the terrain on the map before saying in a sullen expression, “Even though it's illegible, judging from the situation so far, the terrain seems accurate. What we have to see next is the information about the tribes.”

In accordance with Ouyang Boxiong's instructions, the strange beast that Yang Tianyun had transformed into lowered its height a little and flew over the canopy of the forest in a low altitude. After flying from both sides for a while, he finally came to the vicinity of an indigenous tribe that was flamboyantly lit up by flames.

“According to the map, this shall be the toughest bone that we pick today! This aborigine nest has about 50,000 savages and 17 demons! It'll depend on the sales of these beater heads whether it'll be a meat or soup dinner for us tonight!” As the giant-scaled giant tiger gradually lowered itself, Ouyang Boxiong, who no longer put on any awe-inspiring aura, pointed at the series of flames a few meters away and roared in a bandit-like manner before the battle.

As he roared, the expression of the wizards around the surroundings also began to turn solemn and heavy.

For this Shrimp B1 Island trip, the Witchcraft's Three Great Mountain Gates of Life, Death, and Sacrifice had sent out a formation of two guardians and four elite disciples from each sect after compromising on a dispute.

Among these four disciples, there were quite a few people who were just waiting to make a breakthrough to become Grand Wizards, so they could be promoted into guardians. For this reason, their strengths should not be underestimated, but these 18 powerful wizards still appeared to be cautious in killing 17 demons. With that in mind, Zhang Lisheng could not help but compare himself to them.

With the strength he possessed after transforming twice, he felt that it should not be difficult for him to kill four to five spiritual monsters as long as he laid out his plans carefully. With such an estimation, he believed it would be easy for him to kill over 10 spiritual monsters alone by the time he reached Rank-12 Wizard, so the moment he thought of this, he felt slightly proud of himself.

However, a warning that resonated in his ears made him snap back to reality. “Later, the seniors from the Witchcraft's Gate of Life will draw the Life-and-Death Circle. Remember, stay obediently in the circle to watch the show! Never come out of it! Those demons are already powerful alone, and the most horrifying thing is that they're not brainless! They're good at joint attacks; if you're unlucky, these joint attack of theirs might kill you! By that time, nobody can save your little life!”

When Zhang Lisheng fought with the spiritual monsters by himself, he usually used his wizard gu to make a sneak or ambush attacks, so he did not know that the group of spiritual monsters would have such a technique of joining force during a battle.

The instant he imagined 17 spiritual monsters putting on the same posture to show that they were ready to meet their demise together as they launched their attacks with no reservations, his heart shuddered. Looking at Min Lan's nonchalant face, he whispered, “Thank you for telling me, sis.”

Min Lan nodded silently. Her delicate face transformed into a flat triangle, like being smashed by a heavy hammer before being grated off. Her limbs stretched out continuously as sharp claws grew from them, transforming into a human-shaped gecko.

After that, she took off a sachet hanging around her neck and dexterously untied the thread. Tilting it outward, she poured out countless wasps that flew around with a loud hum before following behind the various wizard elders and striding towards the indigenous tribe.

Right now, Ouyang Boxiong and Zheng Heyun had also finished their transformations. One of them transformed into a fat giant that had a leopard head and huge round eyes. A thick heavy wrinkled skin covered it and had a height of three to four meters. The other person, on the other hand, appeared to be even taller with a slimmer body. He was like a giant python that stood up and walked with long slender legs like a human, giving off an unexplainably horrifying and bloodcurdling feeling…

Over ten wizards of various inheritances cast their omniscient powers one by one, turning into an eye-opening experience for Zhang Lisheng. However, to the aborigines, this was a terrifying calamity.

Without the need of the few Grand Wizards standing in front of the team to make their moves, the two gigantic meatballs with a diameter of five to six meters that were formed by over ten living corpses combined together rolled rapidly as though they possessed a brain. Not giving a care to those long spear attacks of the indigenous warriors who were guarding their tribe in vain, the meatballs bulldozed over them alive one by one.

Every time when an aborigine was bulldozed over, the meatball would melt their flesh and muscle, making them stick onto the meatballs and transform to become part of the balls after a series of miserable and shrill cries.

Not long after, the meatballs grew bigger and bigger and in the end, countless arms began to grow out of them. They gently swayed around and grabbed everything randomly. When they touched any aborigine, they would grab them into the meatballs and this made the scene even more bloodcurdling.

Just like this, the wizards, who relied on the meatballs that was formed by over ten living corpses alone, could break through the defense of the aborigines and walked ostentatiously into the depth of the tribe. Along with the shrieks and howls, they came to the proximity of a totem pole over 30 meters tall, embossed with countless strange beasts and spiritual monsters.

At this time, there were already over ten strange-shaped spiritual monsters surrounded by the crowd of many native warriors standing under the totem pole on alert and combat-ready.

“One, two, three… fourteen, fifteen,” Ouyang Boxiong, who transformed into a giant snake standing tall like a human glaring at the demons in the dancing dim firelight, muttered in satisfaction sinisterly, “Adding on to the three others in the ground that want to make a sneak attack on us, there's a total of 18 demons that had formed. Even though there are some errors, the map is still accurate.”

As he was speaking, his slender small leg lifted off the ground all of a sudden. With his might, he stamped down and in an instant, the flat but soft soil under the old man's feet trembled slightly and formed a series of ripples that spread out outwardly. The ground within the reach turned hard right away.

A few seconds later, a few shrill cries resonated faintly from under the ground.

“What a good transformation technique from the Earth Destructive Dragon! What a good, omniscient power of Earth Prison!” Amidst the shrill cries, the old man with the surname Zhu, who mastered the Witchcraft's Gate of Life among the Grand Wizards, crouched down on the ground and touched the ground with both of his hands before yelling loudly, “Older Brother Ouyan, I'll cast my technique on top of yours!”

As he was yelling, countless snakeskin-like lines spread out on the palm of the old man's hand, forming a circle with a diameter of over 20 meters filled with mysterious lines.

When that circle formed, a glimmer of green light rushed up to midair from the perimeter, appearing to be very mystical under the illumination of the moon.

“Haha… These group of dumb gooses just stared and watched Old Brother Zhu finish casting his Life-and-Death Circle. They really don't even know how to make any struggle before their death! Now that we already have a way out, it's time for me to have my great time then!” When Yang Tianyun, who had been soaring in the air in the red-scaled gigantic tiger's body, saw the old man with the surname Zhu finish casting his spell, he opened his bloody mouth and spouted raging fire towards the tribe under him.

Watching the indigenous tribe caught in the fire, Ouyang Boxiong shouted, “Brother Tianyun has already made his move! It's time for us to kill them all as well! Remember, end this battle quickly! We'll only kill those demons, so don't waste unnecessary struggles with those aborigines!” Amidst Zhang Lisheng's raised gaze filled with marvel, he also charged out of the Life-and-Death Circle.

This Life-and-Death Circle was magical. The aborigines would turn into dry bones right away before they even let out any cry if they got close to it. If the spiritual monsters charged into the circle, their movements would become as slow as a snail. The closer they got to the middle of the circle, the more painful it would be for them so they had no choice but to retreat.

However, once the wizards entered the Life-and-Death Circle, no matter what kind of fatal injury they were suffering from, their wounds would heal immediately. If it exhausted them, they would feel rejuvenated again with energy in a very short time. Fighting in the circle's vicinity made them invincible.

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