A Wizard's Secret

"Ancestral land?"

Merlin stared at the gargantuan dimension before them which was filled with death. An eerie atmosphere lingered. He knew that this ancestral land was challenging. Otherwise, whatever Chronos wanted, he would have retrieved it himself a long time ago. Why would he need the help of Merlin and the rest?

"Your Majesty, you're a Titan Giant and an ultimate existence. What item could you possibly need help to retrieve?"

Wizard Setoh inquired softly. He also sensed the peculiarity of this ancestral land dimension.

Titan Giant Chronos looked at the large dimension with a heavy expression. After some time, he reluctantly explained, "This is the ancestral land of the Giant Tribe, and also our place of inheritance! Inside, there's a palace which contained the heritage blood of many generations of Titan Giants. Typically, a Titan Giant can only condense a single drop of heritage blood. Back then, I happened to enter the ancestral land by chance and was fortunate to obtain a drop of legacy blood, so I was able to become the only Titan Giant of the Giant Tribe.

"I would like to ask for your help to enter the ancestral land to retrieve the heritage blood. Back then, I saw two drops of heritage blood in the palace. I used up a drop, so there's only a drop left. Perhaps, there would be more in other places but I don't need you to take too many risks. As long as you can retrieve that one remaining drop of heritage blood, it's sufficient."

Titan Giant Chronos explained his motive to them in a single breath. He wanted to obtain the heritage blood from the ancestral land dimension. Although they knew that the Giant Tribe had a long history, they did not expect that such an extraordinary dimension existed. Moreover, Chronos had become a Titan Giant by using a drop of heritage blood.

Ordinary blood was useless in comparison. A Titan Giant could only condense a single drop of heritage blood. Once the blood was condensed, the Titan Giant would not be far from the grasp of death.

Only the Titan Giants who were faced with an insurmountable danger would condense the heritage blood.

Despite the apparent danger emitted by the ancestral land and the stench of death, it seemed unthinkable that it could deter an ultimate existence like Chronos.

"Your Majesty, how can this ancestral land stop you?"

Wizard Setoh asked in a deep voice.

In the Void Zone, an ultimate existence was almost invincible. Although the ancestral land was quite peculiar, it should not stop an ultimate existence from entering. Therefore, Merlin and his group were filled with confusion.

Chronos thought for a moment and spoke, "The ancestral land is very strange. There's a power that seems to suppress me. Not just me but all Giants. Even if I attack, it's extremely difficult! I've tried it before but I failed…"

Merlin and Setoh exchanged a look, both sensing the absurdity in this statement. Surely, Chronos was not telling the truth. Since Chronos was so wary of the ancestral land, perhaps there was a power that could threaten an ultimate existence.

Hence, they were slightly hesitant. If there was a power that could threaten an ultimate existence, how would they dare enter?

Chronos seemed to be able to guess their hesitation, so he continued speaking, "All you have to do is enter the palace and retrieve that heritage blood, then the Giant Tribe would join forces with the Spell Caster civilization, and rush to the Spell Caster civilization at once! If it was just you lot, of course, I wouldn't allow you to enter. However, you have the Slothful Beast. No matter how strong a force is, can it possibly harm the Slothful Beast?"

He was right, they did have the Slothful Beast!

Merlin also glanced at the Slothful Beast. Back then, even the joint forces of the three great Arcane Wizards were unable to harm the Slothful Beast. So far, only the pale blue flames that were left behind by the Flare Emperor had been able to harm the Slothful Beast. Additionally, if the Slothful Beast was enraged, even the dimension itself could be torn apart. Therefore, there was nothing much for them to fear.

"Perhaps this ancestral land is quite peculiar but with the Slothful Beast, we have a chance of success."

Merlin and Setoh discussed diligently among themselves. For the sake of the Spell Caster civilization, they would have to undertake this risk. Finally, they decided to agree to Chronos' request and enter the ancestral land to retrieve a drop of heritage blood for the Giant Tribe.

"Your Majesty, we agree to enter the ancestral land!"

A smile appeared on Chronos' face. "Don't worry. As long as you can retrieve a drop of heritage blood, I will not break my word. I'll certainly mobilize the strength of the entire Giant Tribe to help the Spell Caster civilization!"

Chronos reiterated his promise. A promise made by an ultimate existence was very trustworthy, so Merlin and Setoh were assured and did not require any kind of contractual obligation.

Hence, the two of them flew onto the back of the Slothful Beast. This time, they decided to go by themselves. After all, this ancestral land was dangerous. In addition, Flarite and the others did not belong to the Spell Caster civilization. There was no need to involve them in such a dangerous situation.

"Flarite, you three can wait for us outside."

As soon as Setoh finished speaking, he got ready for Merlin to steer the Slothful Beast into the ancestral land.

"We want to go with you. Perhaps, I can be of some help."

Flarite led the other two hopped onto the Slothful Beast with an unperturbed expression.

"This…"

Both Setoh and Merlin were very touched. Flarite was still willing to follow them to such a dangerous place. However, they were slightly hesitant because this place was relatively ominous. Just the aura of death alone made the dimension appear uncanny.

However, Flarite's expression gradually turned grave. Softly, he said, "There's a reason why I want to follow you inside. Although this dimension is filled with death, there's an aura that's very familiar to me. What is it specifically, I don't know. Perhaps, only by entering, I'll find out."

"You've sensed something familiar?"

Merlin and Setoh exchanged a look. If Flarite and the others felt something familiar, then this ancestral land must have existed for a very long time. Perhaps, it could be useful to them.

Thus, Merlin and Setoh no longer insisted otherwise. With Flarite and the others in tow, they began to slowly steer the Slothful Beast toward the ancestral land dimension.

Titan Giant Chronos, on the other hand, stayed outside the dimension with a hopeful look. He had sent many Giants inside but none of them had returned.

With the Slothful Beast, this time might be his last hope.

"Warrior spirits of Titan Giants past, I hope this attempt will succeed in retrieving your heritage blood so that the Giant Tribe would no longer continue to decline…"

Chronos mumbled softly as he watched the huge Slothful Beast slowly disappearing into the ancestral land.

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In the gargantuan dimension filled with death, as soon as the Slothful Beast entered the dimension, it seemed to sense something amiss. The Slothful Beast twisted its body in apparent discomfort. Fortunately, the interference did not seem too strong, so Merlin's Hallucinating spell was still able to affect the Slothful Beast.

"Such a strong aura of death!"

Setoh's expression grew grimmer. How could this be the ancestral land of the Giant Tribe? It was an incomparably deserted dimension filled with death.

This first impression that this dimension gave Merlin was dereliction!

Yes, there were broken walls and holes of varying sizes everywhere. They could even see huge footprints and the stench of death lingering in the air.

Everything in this dimension pointed toward a terrible destruction that could not be accomplished by an average Wizard. Even a Great Lord would not be able to wreck so much damage.

An ordinary Legend might be able to destroy an average-size dimension easily but if the dimension was a few times larger, it could only be destroyed by an Honored Legend.

For a gargantuan dimension like this that was probably equivalent to hundreds of dimensions, its space was unimaginably stable. In some sense, this entire dimension could be said to be sturdier than the Slothful Beast. Neither a Lord nor an ultimate existence could destroy it.

Just like the Atlan Dimension, even though the three great Arcane Wizards knew the threat it posed, they dared not enter the Atlan Dimension. Hence, the Atlan civilization was able to develop freely.

Despite knowing that this would bring more harm than good to the Spell Caster civilization, the three great Arcane Wizards had no other choice. Even if they were to join forces and attack, they would not be able to destabilize the Atlan Dimension that was comparable to hundreds and thousands of dimensions.

This dimension before their eyes was much smaller than the Atlan Dimension but was still equivalent to hundreds of dimensions. Furthermore, it had a mysterious power that even an ultimate existence would not be able to affect it!