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Extraordinary Voyage-Chapter 767 - 660: Bankrupted by One Sword Strike
Hoo—
The green clouds spread, and before the fallen body of the "Mountain Giant" could fully hit the ground, Aiven had already retracted it back into the "Witchcraft Garden."
A stroke of fortune amidst misfortune.
Even though the "Divine Descendant" had sealed the passage of the seventh level with its own power, this place was, after all, the deepest part of the "Mysterious Source: Clock Tower," where the rank is equivalent to a Demigod. The authority held by Graham still ensured Aiven's own abilities wouldn't be completely suppressed.
Though the space attributes severely restrained by the opponent were somewhat weakened, increasing consumption and significantly shortening jump distances.
However.
When Aiven borrowed the power of the Cosmic Dragon and jumped far away with Milan and Graham, witnessing the unharmed "Divine Descendant" before him, he felt a deep despair at the strength of these divine creatures!
If an attack could cause it damage, no matter how minimal, there's always a strategy that could eventually wear it down. But when all conventional attacks hit it and not even a forceful reduction of -1 occurs, how can one continue this fight?
Even facing a siege from a group of High-Rank Totem Gods, Aiven didn't want to face a super opponent whose health bar is locked.
Sting—
After capturing their figures, the "Divine Descendant" perched before the Central Mountain Wall swept its blazing yellow beam towards them again.
Whish!
Without even a chance to counter, Aiven helplessly activated "King's Rook Castle," and the three of them were already on top of a giant cross high in the sky.
"Old man, think of something quick! Even if the authority of the 'Clock Tower' has been eroded, as a Crowned Wizard who has survived through long years, you ought to have some trump card, right? Don't hold back now!"
Because being caught like fish in a barrel was too stimulating, Milan's anxious voice became altered in the fierce winds high above.
"Crowned Wizard" represents a certain limit of human cognitive ability towards the world, the epitome of this path; a being above all humanity. They have completed the essential transformation from human to non-human, gained the recognition from the Origin and received a "Crown," becoming the endpoint manifestation of some part of the world rules.
Only with such essential prerequisites can one carry "Mysterious Source: Truth Embodiment," equivalent to starting from scratch and building a prosperous subsidiary for the parent company and becoming its highest manager, rather than being assigned duties by world consciousness like gods.
Graham, knowing the situation was beyond his control, spoke no more useless words:
"Since we cannot directly harm its true form, let's disrupt its connection to the world, causing a dislocation in the continuity with the current time and space, commonly known as 'Misfortune'!
You cast the spell, I will assist, and let you witness the final power of a former Crowned Wizard."
Boom!
The cross beneath was destroyed once again.
Whish! Whish! Whish!...
Aiven led the two across the sky, earth, east, south, west, and north, constantly flickering, desperately buying time for their magic. But within limited jump distances, to avoid increasingly frenzied attacks from the opponent, they had to keep moving away from the Central Stone Wall.
In a critical moment, Milan proved reliable, directly taking out a long-used bracelet made of black crystals, chanting out one of his few aggressive witchcraft curse words loudly:
mal—
Spot-on, a very illusory golden "Crown" flashed above Graham's head, shedding a golden light onto Milan.
A grayish beam shot from the black bracelet and landed on the "Divine Descendant."
On the surface, it seemed no different from previous attacks that had been negated, but to those with Spiritual Vision, they could vaguely see a large net, like countless dark ghostly claws squeezing out of the air, wrapping the "Divine Descendant" tightly.
"Witchcraft: Misfortune Curse!"
As the foundation for the Wizard World's oldest school, the title "Crown" for Tier 4 Wizards originated from the "Life Tree School's" Ten Original Essences, with the First Essence being the "Crown."
Thus, rooted in the Wizard's Heart Image, this Tier 4 Wizard identity and power naturally manifested as a crown shape. It was Graham's strongest proof of surpassing the whole intelligence of the world's creature groups in the research direction of "Space-Time."
Whether qualified was naturally determined by world consciousness, without needing judgment from peers or similar beings.
As the "Divine Descendant" gradually adapted after waking up, the intensity and precision of his attacks gradually rose, making evasion increasingly strenuous for Aiven. Staring at the creature that seemed unchanged on the surface, he knew this moment marked the limits for both of them.
Managing to create a slight chance amidst nearly impossibility, what remained had to rely on himself!
Luckily, he had glimpsed that singular thread of vitality.
"Pray for me!"
Casually throwing the two burdens which served no purpose into the "Witchcraft Garden," he flipped his hand, revealing a scroll full of graffiti landscapes on both sides.
Unfolding it felt like draping a blanket over himself.
Immediately, Aiven's bodily surface lost its human form, replaced by the original graffiti style of the artwork, leaving his body a human-shaped wormhole leading into that world, except for the silhouette boundary.







