Extraordinary Voyage-Chapter 872 - 719: Chimera Secret Ceremony and Flying Device

Bang! Bang! Bang!...

In a long stone corridor that seemed to stretch endlessly, countless wooden doors were lined up. At that moment, all the wooden doors simultaneously opened, and countless pure white children walked out, tilting their heads in unison to look at Aiven.

"Uncle, come play with me!"

Even an ordinary person witnessing such a scene would only feel a creeping dread rather than the children's innocence.

Aiven's face turned pale. He knew very well these countless children, which couldn't be counted at a glance, were likely the food devoured by Baba Yaga over at least the past five hundred years!

They not only lost their lives, but their souls were also eternally entrapped here.

"Baba Yaga, this old witch, is no less harmful than an Evil God."

Previously, he and the old witch were both swept into a riotous spatial turbulence.

Relying on the power of the [Cosmic Dragon], Aiven had just escaped back to some unknown island in the Material World from that chaotic space. Similarly swept into the spatial turbulence, the old witch also emerged unscathed, relying on a Traveler's Broom.

Just when he thought he had parted ways with those Evil God's Followers under the double influence of the storm and turbulence, and relaxed slightly, he was captured by the chicken-footed hut that followed closely behind him. Upon opening his eyes again, he saw such a scene.

Though the inside of this bizarre chicken-footed lifeform was vast and possibly connected to the old witch's [Witchcraft Garden], Aiven was not panicked.

Having experienced matryoshka dolls before, he knew very well that the key in such situations was not to follow the other's lead.

Raising his hand, the blood-red Magic Spiritual Light surged, and the ceiling of the corridor, hanging with two rows of dim brass chandeliers, began to sway violently.

Squeak Squeak Squeak...

Quickly morphing into a gigantic rock centipede that screeched continuously, the brass chandeliers transformed into two rows of dim yellow eyes under its belly, twisting its body effortlessly turning the entire corridor upside down.

The originally cute children turned their features into pitch-black voids, screaming as they rushed back to their rooms.

Afterwards.

The scene in front of Aiven began to shatter like glass, and just as the phantom of another space was about to automatically replace the corridor's position, his eyes rapidly transformed into the silver vertical pupils of the [Cosmic Dragon]. With full Spatial Perception, he seized the fleeting opportunity and rushed out quickly.

Avoiding something that was surging from the shattered space, possibly chicken claws or ghost claws, he performed a [King's Rook Castle] and jumped out from there once again.

Just as he stood still.

Slash!

Several invisible blades swept past behind him, even though he dodged in time, his wizard robe was easily torn, pulling out a trail of fine blood beads.

Subsequently, the old witch's phantasmal figure slowly appeared not far across.

Wearing a [Veil of Mist] on her head, which allowed her to absolutely Conceal herself, and equipped with a [War God's Belt] that gave her Tier 4 Physical Side Transcendent melee capability, her lower half squatted in a wooden mortar floating quietly half a meter above the ground.

"Gagaga... What kind of Giant Dragon are you? Besides Fire Element and Wind Element, you also have the ability to manipulate space!"

Aiven considered his capabilities to be comprehensive enough, but when facing this old witch mastering twelve paths, he still felt inferior. But since Baba Yaga was willing to communicate at this moment, Aiven didn't mind bluffing her a bit.

"Human! Why have you ventured deep into this sea?"

The hideously ugly old witch stretched out a long, purple-black tongue, licking the fresh red blood off her sharp nails, cackling with a mouthful of black, iron-colored sharp teeth:

"Delicious! It's all managed by Petrich, seems to be something on the remnants' bodies. I don't know the specifics, nor do I care; I am just responsible for guarding them.

Meat! Meat! Give me a bite, and I'll tell you everything about those Evil God's Beloveds, how about it? Just one bite, the meat of a Pure-blooded Giant Dragon must be tastier than children's meat!"

Swallowing a drop of Aiven's blood, the old witch trembled with excitement.

Without realizing that her last bite had devoured over half an ecosystem, comparing to which the "Feast" with fresh sea flavors, mountain delicacies, and exotic beasts was insignificant in comparison.

As for the wound on Aiven's back, it healed in the blink of an eye. Realizing that this old witch didn't know more than he did, he also mimicked the witch's sinister laughter:

"Hehe, eat my meat? Words shouldn't be said carelessly, and things shouldn't be eaten recklessly! I was just thinking about how to deal with a troublesome person like you."

Snap—!

After snapping his fingers.

"Ah!"

The old witch, who was initially savoring the supreme flavor with pleasure, suddenly groaned in pain, clutching her stomach.

It seemed like something was rapidly multiplying inside her stomach, and even Aiven could see her gradually swelling belly surging and rippling from his angle.

Within a few seconds, Baba Yaga was howling and tumbling out of the mortar, crashing onto the ground.

Suddenly, a silver-banded snake burst from inside, breaking her eyeball, crawling out of her empty eye socket, biting her neck.

Hiss hiss hiss....

Then, more venomous snakes, ranked among the deadliest on this planet, slithered out from her eyes, mouth, ears... even directly from beneath her skin, endlessly as if to engulf her entirely.

Even with all her witchcraft, the Witch had no good method to counter attacks from within her body.

Yet Aiven was still not quite satisfied.

This old witch appeared no different from a human on the outside, but inside, she was like a mass of rotten sludge, completely unlike any surface-level biological organism or cellular structure.

Trying to use the genetic editing techniques developed for dealing with the "Gospel Church" against a Tier 3 peak Wizard like her was clearly impossible.

Perhaps the damage she had sustained was severe enough to trigger some kind of stress-induced sorcery, for suddenly a Black Ebony Crow Statue sprang from above her head and exploded with a bang.

Bang—!

The old witch's entire body instantly burst into a swarm of cawing crows, scattering in all directions, with many desperately executing space jumps again, including the chicken-legged little house beside her that was actually an otherworldly being.

In an instant.

Except for a pile of pitch-black crow feathers left on the ground, only a somewhat familiar wooden box remained, which Aiven stepped forward to pick up and open.

It was a space treasure similar to an "Alchemy Workshop," containing a small ecosystem the size of a house, with green trees, flowers, a spring... mimicking a tropical rainforest environment.

"Caw caw caw..."

The most conspicuous creature inside was a "deformed" frog; though not large, its single large eye took up most of its head.

"The old witch hadn't had time to retrieve her one-eyed frog? Hmm, there's something else? This is a sorcery ceremony... [Chimera Secret Ceremony]?"

Aiven extracted an obsidian piece, covered in various inscriptions, symbols, and diagrams. Upon deciphering its contents and ceremony effects, his eyes sparkled with interest.

This was actually the ceremony used by twelve Fallen Witches to complete the fusion of life's essence and paths.

Aiven had no interest in melding a group of people into a monster, and although he possessed the great power to create species at will, he utilized it with extreme caution.

Because no organism can survive in complete isolation, much less a new species? The emergence of any new species would inevitably have a profound impact on this ecosystem.

However, this magical [Chimera Secret Ceremony] and the ultimate result, "the old witch Baba Yaga," offered him another perspective—wizard path migration!

Initially, this ancient witch followed no [Truth Gate] path.

Before merging into one, the twelve fallen witches, whether Wild Mages or School Wizards, had already undergone Soul Ascension and determined their own paths.

Ultimately, these twelve witches fused into one within a single body and helped "Baba Yaga," this new entity, to successfully ascend to Tier 3 and obtain her own [True Name], proving she was a unique individual in this world.

Normally, the process from a Tier 1 Apprentice to a Tier 2 Wizard's "Soul Ascension" is also known as—the Gold Touch.

In wizards' common knowledge, once the step of "Gold Touch" is taken, changes are impossible; Wild Mages will forever remain Wild Mages, never accepted by any Extraordinary Source, and path migration between different schools is a mere fantasy.

But [Chimera Secret Ceremony] clearly broke this common understanding, unifying everything in a peculiar manner.

Yet the idea Aiven had long entertained had a more feasible theoretical foundation, far simpler than this form of fusion.

If, on a large tree, every wizard were a fruit growing gradually on it, fruits on different branches apart from sharing the same trunk are almost entirely unrelated.

However, from branch to trunk, a certain possibility exists because the trunk encompasses all the branch's knowledge.

In this world, few things are absolute. Since [Truth Gate] can unify all witches, since [Chimera Secret Ceremony] can forcibly "graft," [Life Tree] can certainly unify witches with partly similar paths!

Just as beneath [Life Tree], there is a Secondary Ultimate Creation [Crown of Miracles].

As the saying goes, "As long as you wield your hoe skillfully, there's no wall corner you can't dig through."

Including Serra, the three of them have a very high affinity with "Life Tree School." If they can be accepted in and fully transformed into insiders, it will undoubtedly elevate the strength of "Life Tree School" to new heights.

Thinking of this, Aiven was already so excited he could hardly contain himself.

Gazing at the obsidian stele, the [World's Favor] flooding Aiven's body began to circulate continuously, and based on this [Chimera Secret Ceremony], the "Path Migration Ceremony" rapidly took shape.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...

Suddenly, a whistling sound in the sky caused the engrossed Aiven to involuntarily look up toward the direction of the noise. The first sight he saw was a large circular city standing on the coastal plains below this hill.

"This architectural style is... my beacon anchor ground Poseidya?!"

Then, seeing the cluster of small dots flying toward him overhead, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and he could only shout, "Honey, come quickly and look at the planes!"

Evidently, they noticed the commotion stirred by the two of them just now, and from afar in the sky came flying devices that seemed like small airplanes with a very strong technological aesthetic, shooting towards this direction.