Chapter 1026: Chapter 1018: 50 Million Slaves

Returning to the Oblivion Tower Secret Realm, Green summoned the Thousand-Eyed Giant Crab, Mist Soul-Harvesting Crab, and the Taro Man World Master to the Void Mothership.

Green first looked at the Thousand-Eyed Giant Crab.

Seeing Green without his iconic Truth Mask, the red-haired Thousand-Eyed Giant Crab froze for a moment, all eyes stunned.

"Gather all the Screaming Cockroach Slaves within the Secret Realm, including scattered legions from the Screaming Cockroach World, within a year. A year later, I want to see a Slave Legion of at least fifty million. Additionally, I will allocate resources from the Parasitic Spore World; ensure we have enough Slave Legions during the Civilization War—ready for battle at any time."

The Thousand-Eyed Giant Crab was startled by Green’s instructions!

"Lord Green, gather fifty million within a year?"

Under the golden threads of hair, Green’s profound two-colored eyes glanced over, frowning: "What, can’t you manage it?"

"If we go all out, we can—but it’s a matter of quality, and with such a vast Slave Legion, I’m concerned whether your Source of Magic Power can support the Stigmata Souls enslaving them..."

Green waved his hand indifferently: "Don’t worry; I’ve already found a breakthrough in the bloodline control ability of the Screaming Cockroach Matriarch. With ready specimens for research, a year later, I’ll be the second matriarch to these Screaming Cockroaches."

After jokingly explaining, Green looked toward the Mist Soul-Harvesting Crab.

"Under the elders’ protection, one never truly grows. These bloodlines of yours and the Thousand-Eyed Giant Crab should face genuine harshness—even if only one or two truly emerge, your legacy would be genuinely passed on."

Veiled in mist, this Mist Soul-Harvesting Crab, stronger than the Thousand-Eyed Giant Crab, once had its vitality detected by Green’s Truth Mask, exceeding 6000, strong enough to peak the evolution of individual creatures in some small worlds.

Over the years, the bloodline left by the Thousand-Eyed Giant Crab and Mist Soul-Harvesting Crab has numbered over a million, surpassing the strength level of Academy Guardians—and Green refers to those above the first level.

"To make insignificant contributions to the Stigmata Sorcerer of the Oblivion Tower is these little fellows’ value. However, I beg the master to try to gradually involve them in different tasks—so should any irresistible factors happen, the others may still have a chance."

As a mother, the Mist Soul-Harvesting Crab is attentive to the extreme. Though she understands Green’s rationale, the pain of reluctance is enforced with discipline.

Looking at the Soul-Capturing Thousand-Eyed Crabs, hearing the great Stigmata Sorcerer of the Oblivion Tower intends to lead them into real warfare—they are all eager to try, like children longing for freedom after prolonged restraint.

"Rest assured."

Even if they can’t surpass Demon-Hunting Sorcerers, the status of these Soul-Capturing Thousand-Eyed Crabs in Green’s heart is far above that of slave cannon fodder—naturally warranting extra attention.

After the departure of the Thousand-Eyed Giant Crab and Mist Soul-Harvesting Crab, Green took the Taro Man on a brief tour of the Void Mothership, then descended towards the Abyss Laboratory amidst many Raindrops Flower Spirits.

These Raindrops Flower Spirits have now become the will extension within the Oblivion Tower Secret Realm Lab, partners of the Soul-Capturing Thousand-Eyed Crab Guardian, free and unrestricted.

Gathering in groups of three or five, through countless generations of evolution, they have long diverged from Green’s original Raindrops Flower Spirits, progressing towards a brighter, more beautiful, and flexible direction.

"Netherfire World, Ancient Dragon Great World."

Green murmured to himself.

The Ancient Dragon Great World, once a key resource collection world under the Metal Destroyer Civilization, heavily guarded by it. Now, several True Spirit Wizards from the Wizarding Alliance, led by the Endless Dominators, are invading with vast legions. Whether it’s the native defense of the Ancient Dragon Great World or the coordination and guarding capabilities of the surrounding worlds, as well as the unified war efforts of the civilization collective, it is not inferior to the Wizarding Alliance at all.

The fifteenth layer of the Abyss Laboratory.

This is where Green researches biochemical potions, countless specimens of various deformed creatures—especially thousands collected after the Great Abyss Catastrophe of the Flame Soul World—remain Green’s treasured collection to this day.

"Has that guy on the nineteenth layer made any moves these years?"

Green blends mysterious and complex potions with memory and experience—the Truth Mask gone, everything before his eyes seemed veiled by a thin gauze, unreal and uncomfortable.

"That Cockroach Matriarch by that layer has never had direct blood kin, served by Soul-Capturing Thousand-Eyed Crab. It’s growing very restless, having several times tried to break free from its bonds and failed."

The Taro Man responds in a deep voice, akin to Green’s most loyal guard.

"En, it appears she’s aware of her situation..."

Several months later.

Cappuccino and Heisuo, led by the Taro Man, passed through layers of Abyss Laboratories, everything was incredibly novel due to the vast scale of the labs. As they ventured deeper, the props started to become bizarre, the specimens horrifyingly deformed, and their pre-death strengths progressively more formidable.

Beginning at the 15th Abyss Laboratory, sporadic Third-Level Creatures started to appear, making Cappuccino and Heisuo swallow hard in unison.

These are absolutely not part of the proper research strategy knowledge domain of Elemental Bright Wizards, nor are they accessible to Low-grade Wizards. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"It is said that the mentor is from the Seven-Ring Holy Tower, a Demonic Hunter Dark Wizard by origin; even as a Low-grade Wizard, he was a prominent and renowned strong figure, reaching a degree where others of the same rank can’t hold a candle to his achievements."

Cappuccino, as the senior disciple, narrated and watched along the way with the junior disciple, following the Taro Man gradually towards the 19th Abyss Laboratory.

"This is the classified area of the Oblivion Secret Realm; the master is conducting experiments inside, there are many dangerous forbidden grounds, stay close to me."

The Taro Man particularly warned.

The suffocating oppressive atmosphere gushed from the cave entrance, as if a mountain was pressing down on one’s chest, guarded by four icy Mechanical Puppets with Magic Guide weapons. From the cave entrance, both felt a frightening, unbelievable creature’s rage, roar, unwillingness, and fear.

Judging by various Third-Level Creature specimens from the 18th Abyss Laboratory above, the experimental specimen held below could not possibly be...

This is just too unbelievable!

"Master."

The Taro Man interrupted Green’s experiment.

After passing through one layer after another of energy constraints, Cappuccino and Heisuo bit their lips tightly; the monstrous and terrifying beast, radiating an energy making them weak in the knees, akin to a nightmare-dwelling giant insect, was now trembling beneath a tiny Seven-Colored Runes figure, pierced with many tubes, injecting mysterious potions, while some bodily fluids were drawn out.

Turning back, a mature, weathered face appeared under golden strands, Green without the Truth Mask left them astonished.

"Hmm, you are here. I have some matters to explain to you."

For the two disciples who had received part of his knowledge legacy, Green seemed akin to a family elder who, no matter how challenging, aimed to create conditions for them to get better opportunities.

"Cappuccino, the Civilization War is not of your caliber to participate—your presence does not make a difference one way or another, your mission is to fully ascend to a Stigmata. If forcibly summoned by the Holy Towers, seek aid from this person and showcase your talent to join the World Guardian camp. Your talent, apart from granting unparalleled World’s Power during your Official Sorcerer period in Wizard World, truly resides in your nature as an inherent First-Level Honor Medal recipient!"

The contact Green provided was Mina, the Son of the Sun.

"Ah?"

Cappuccino was astonished.

Then Green turned his gaze to Heisuo.

"I have a friend named Xivilnis, before completing energy transformation as a Third-Level Great Sorcerer, he was unremarkable in Wizard World; however, once crossing into this realm, he remained unparalleled under the Stigmata level in Wizard World—even in my peak time, I wouldn’t dare assert I could defeat him."

Green sighed, patting Heisuo on the shoulder.

"You are him, and you will be stronger, as long as you enter the Stigmata realm, the Path of the True Spirit will lie ahead, and your entry might turn the tide of this war! Always remember—survive, give everything to survive—a First-Circle True Spirit Wizard will care for you on that side."

"Yes, mentor."

As a Nightmare Wizard, Heisuo possessed more tenacious vitality, and with the care from a First-Circle True Spirit Wizard, he even held greater chances than Green to endure the Civilization War—after all, he was regarded by people as akin to a Second Circle True Spirit Sorcerer!

Months later.

"You actually brought so many Slave Legions."

Wandering Dandelion, upon boarding Green’s super-large Space Fortress, was astounded by the sky and ground teeming with Screaming Cockroaches, then pointed to a Second-Level Wizard and a First-Level Wizard behind him.

"These are Curse Wizards, specially trained and strengthened for communication with the Nightmare World, effectively distinguishing the Black Terminator disguises. We were allocated only fifteen, now they are strategic resources of Wizard World, critically in demand."

Green had resumed wearing the Truth Mask, and with the Three-Colored Light Eyes gazed at the two Curse Wizards before nodding his head. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, we invite you to cast your votes and monthly votes at Qidian [qidian.com]. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)