"You'll be reduced to dust once the ball of light explodes, Wilbur Penn!" Johnson remembered when Wilbur cast the dragon aura storm. It had exploded after absorbing too many energy beams, and Wilbur had ended up heavily injured. This caused Johnson to smirk, and he shouted, "Your plan to save your dimension is destined to fail, Wilbur! Prepare to die!" He then turned to the robot army and ordered, "Continue shooting with your lasers!" The five hundred robot panthers executed his command, but all their lasers were completely absorbed by the ball of light. Within just a minute, it had expanded to over a hundred meters wide. "Our robots are going to lose all their power if we keep going like this, Mister Johnson! We might not be able to get back to our quarters then!" "Shut up and keep firing!" Johnson's eyes were bloodshot as he cried out in fury, relentlessly controlling the robots to attack Wilbur at full power. This time, less than half of the robot panthers followed his
All of a sudden, the burning branches began to hiss violently with sparks. Holt glanced around warily, muttering, "Sir…" The Dark Messenger snorted. "It's the old geezer. What a powerful aura." A ship stopped by the island then. Augheimer, the Old Pope of the Church of Holy Illuminati, stood at its mast with a young man clad in white robes and holding a scepter. The man's name was Clinton, who frowned as he said, "Your Holiness, that man is also here." Augheimer nodded. "The Dark Messenger. I guess Holt got on his wrong side, too." Clinton knew that the Dark Messenger was part of Light Valley, which the church worked for. At least that was what he knew. There were many people who did not know about the existence of Light Valley, and thus the situation seemed rather complicated to Clinton. "Your Holiness, shall we deal with Holt on our own, or shall we leave him to that man?" Augheimer fell silent for a moment before saying, "Holt represents the pride and reputation of the c
Clinton had sensed the powerful aura as well and trembled from head to toe. "Yes… I'll start the engine up this very second, Your Holiness." In the end, Augheimer and Clinton left the island. Their trip here had been fruitless, but Augheimer had finally confirmed a suspicion he had had for a long time. The Dark Messenger was actually just a clone of the Dark Lord. They were one being, an elite from a middle dimension. Augheimer knew that he would only be able to kill the Dark Messenger even if he went all out. On top of that, doing so would surely anger the Dark Lord. Augheimer was a religious man, an avid believer of fate. He was certain that Earth had fallen into a hopeless situation now that the Dark Lord had set his eyes on it. "Your Holiness? I heard that a guy named Wilbur Penn is currently searching for the Dragon Cauldrons. There's also Senior Fremont Skye, that cultivator from Dasha. I guess there are many hidden elites in the world." Augheimer looked into the distan
All of a sudden, a gigantic wave kicked up from the sea as a screen of water appeared. The water quickly fell back into the sea the very next second, revealing an enormous octopus that was almost a hundred meters tall. Wilbur frowned at the sight of it. "Is this the second level's test?" Just then, a raucous peal of laughter could be heard. "Hahahaha! We meet again, Wilbur Penn! Now that you're here, you shall stay here forever!" "Is that…" Wilbur was dumbfounded for a moment. His eyes widened in surprise as he looked down. Sure enough, the Shadow King's torso was melded to the bottom half of the octopus as he leered at Wilbur. Their gazes met, and the Shadow King gritted his teeth as he spat, "I've been waiting for this day to come, Wilbur Penn! I would have never expected to die by your hand! You may have killed me the last time, but I'm going to end you here in this magical tower!" After his declaration, a few of the Shadow King's tentacles reached out to swipe at Wilb
White light flashed before his eyes, and Wilbur entered the third level of the magical tower. It was a well-developed city, filled with people walking around, chatting among themselves. Wilbur appeared on a random street all of a sudden and stared at the overwhelming crowds in confusion. Wasn't he supposed to be in the magical tower? What was he doing in the city? Warm rays of sunlight shone down on the city as the red traffic light turned green, and the people waiting by the road walked across the zebra crossing. Everything looked normal. It was as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Had Wilbur not been in the magical tower, this would have been just another regular day in the city. Wilbur looked around, furrowing his brows. Something about this just felt off. For some reason, he felt like none of this was real. All of a sudden, a bus appeared and stopped by the road. Wilbur had not wanted to get on but was shoved in by the crowd pushing behind him. "Stop pushing!" "I'm
Wilbur watched the bus drive away slowly, then fell into deep thought. Those people who had been pestering him exuded powerful energy. Each of them had the strength of a tiger. However, that energy had disappeared. What just happened on the bus? Could it be that they were not real people? Did they attack him after detecting his energy? Wilbur had a hunch that everyone in the city was a facade. They went about their daily lives, but they would not allow another living person to exist in their world. He glanced at his clothes, then turned his head to see a suit shop. A smirk appeared on his face, and he decided to walk into the suit shop to verify his suspicion. He started picking out a suit for himself. There was no trace of energy in the suit shop at first. However, the two attendants and the store owner began to emit a powerful energy within a minute and then lunged at Wilbur without saying a word. Wilbur got rid of them and went back onto the streets. He panted and smirked
The black longsword cut through several buildings with each strike, but Wilbur remained unharmed thanks to his light shield. Wilbur soon began to analyze the giant's combat prowess. The giant grew rapidly in just a few minutes, reaching a height of fifty meters, then seventy meters, and ultimately stopping at a staggering height of one hundred meters. When the giant reached a towering height of one hundred meters, all the people in the city had transformed into dark energy, merging into the giant. The giant, seemingly fearing that Wilbur might escape, violently plunged its black longsword into the ground. The dark energy dispersed from the impact point across the land. The dark energy surged through buildings from the ground several hundred meters away. It soon rose into the sky, and the dark energy gathered above the giant, forming a cube-shaped cage that trapped Wilbur inside. Then, the giant swung its longsword again, and Wilbur dodged it desperately. Wilbur continuously dod
The City Lord laughed loudly while tilting his head back, saying, "The black energy is my defense. All your attacks will be absorbed by it. Give up now, for your efforts are futile." "Never!" yelled Wilbur. Wilbur moved swiftly and appeared in front of the City Lord. His fist aimed for the City Lord's face, and it was accompanied by the roar of the gold dragon. The City Lord moved swiftly in a blur to evade the attack, but Wilbur was able to sense his location. There was a flash of determination in Wilbur's eyes as he yelled, "I've found you! Prepare to die!" He thrust the Azure Dragon Spear forward, and in the blink of an eye, it hovered mid-air as the City Lord reappeared. The azure dragon roared to life and lunged at the City Lord. The black energy intercepted the azure dragon and turned it into dark energy that soon dissipated into nothingness. The City Lord smirked and said, "I told you. Your attacks are useless against me." "I wouldn't be so sure about that," said Wilbur.