Wizards chase the truth

This battle was a battle fought with everything we had.

Every Moonlit Wizard who participated in the battle understood the meaning behind it and was prepared to have no regrets.

The rules of the Sun are a threshold, an insurmountable barrier, an absolute shadow, looming over all Moon Wizards.

"Slay Hans Christian Andersen and fulfill our heart's desire!"

The Brahma Wizard roared, raising his pure yellow eyeballs high with both hands. Behind him, the Eternal Sun Wizard unleashed a dimensional phenomenon, anchoring in the void and drawing in a massive amount of energy, all of which was poured into the yellow eyeballs, until the witch fire, hundreds and thousands of times more intense than the sun, slowly burned.

The sky above the Death Desert is illuminated by the sun.

At this moment, the witch fire burns between reality and nothingness, and the light emitted by the sun itself is burning, spreading to the extremely high gale layer, showing a strong tendency to burn the source.

The yellow eyeball became a second magnificent sun, and the Brahma wizard, holding the sun, charged towards Andersen.

With raging, intense sorcery, it burns away the very essence of its existence, the theorem.

The crimson energy beam began to sway and tremble, showing a tendency to collapse, unable to connect the limits of heaven and earth.

The witch fire is too terrifying; an ordinary Moonlit Wizard cannot stay in the fire for more than three seconds before being vaporized and melted away.

"A light like a castle in the air, boring." Andersen remained calm, unmoved, ignoring the arrival of the witch fire.

His gaze fell upon the members of the Crimson Society.

Wizard Aishi divided the array plate in his hand into six parts, keeping two for himself and distributing the rest to Zunhuang, Jiutian, and other Radiant Moon Wizards.

When infused with spiritual particle energy, the corresponding array plates emit a dazzling light, forming red lines that connect with each other.

Ripples spread through space, and unprecedented energy fluctuations came from another place.

A crimson pillar of light shot into the sky, covering an area of ​​millions of meters.

Numerous rune spells were generated, transforming into chains that sealed the interior.

It is indeed—the Six Paths Sealing Great Sorcery
Hans Christian Andersen's eyes lit up, and an excited smile appeared on his face. "Interesting sealing methods. They show me something different."

Andersen then looked at the Tower of Babel.

The Celestial Wizard flung out the purple tower, which instantly grew larger and descended from the sky like a falling meteorite. Dazzling flames broke through the air pressure, eventually surpassing the speed of light of the First Wizard.

In Andersen's eyes, the ever-enlarging purple tower was reflected, as was joy: "Perfect leverage, what a dazzling light."

"cold!"

A cold, deep voice came from the Hundred Victories Wizard. He gripped a long sword-like magical weapon that exuded a chilling aura and was as clear as blue crystal. In a short time, the spiritual energy fluctuations around him surged to a level comparable to the release of the yellow eyeball 'Witchfire' held aloft by the Brahma Wizard.

A blue, long, magical sword slashed vertically, unleashing a breathtaking flash of light.

"generally!"

Hans Christian Andersen also gave his evaluation.

Looking at the Universal Wizard, almost simultaneously, the white lantern overflowed with light, surging like a torrent of liquid, creating a mighty river. Every drop of water was a concentrated white light, and even a small ripple could destroy mountains.

"The light of fireflies is quite fitting."

Hans Christian Andersen raised his right hand, and the opening of the Sand Demon Realm behind him expanded further. The giant mouth of the crack sucked in the demonic energy, which clashed with the outside world. Black sand flew everywhere, forming a huge and majestic body that seemed to be constructed of energy, yet also seemed to have a physical form.

The three paths—real, illusory, and scattered—are all traversed by this sorcerer's body, and the path this sorcerer is taking is the real one.

This means that the spiritual particle energy is extremely viscous and heavy, easily condensing into substance, transforming into an elemental form that is even more solid than a level three extraordinary metal.

With its indestructible high-density energy particle vibration frequency, it crushes any enemy in its path.

boom!
The true form of the Sand Demon emerged from the entrance of the Demon Realm cave, towering above heaven and earth, its face obscured.

From multiple angles, seven faces can be vaguely seen.

Pairs of eyes stared intently at every corner of the Death Desert, as if they had seen through the illusion and discovered what was hidden within.

A mocking smile appeared on Hans Christian Andersen's lips: "Jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards all have ambitions and ideas, but they do not realize that they are merely ants trying to shake a tree, or ants looking at the sky, overestimating their own abilities."

"You will never understand what the true power of rules is like. It is beyond comparison to the distance between heaven and earth."

boom!
Andersen made his move. Without any fancy witchcraft or magical phenomena, he simply had his spiritual body behind him step forward, extend his right giant palm, and a torrent of black sand swept out, which seemed to be both matter and energy.

Hiss! The seemingly surging and fierce yellow witch fire began to shrink, retreat, and finally disappear, revealing the terrified face of the Brahma Saint Wizard and the helpless expressions of many Radiant Moon Wizards.

Six sealing gates descended from the sky, their powerful sealing force forming red radiating ripples. The black sand lost its activity and gradually came to a standstill, along with the spiritual body and Andersen's movements, which began to slow down, as if they were about to be frozen in time.

The Universal Wizard arrived with a lantern, strolling leisurely. His eyes were incredibly sharp, and pure white flames emerged from his seven orifices, resonating with the flames of the lantern. Behind him, a spiritual true form also expanded.

It opened its mouth to inhale and exhale, and white flames surged out, replacing the yellow witch fire. Its all-pervasive attack extinguished any possible microscopic means.

Andersen's eyes could still move, gazing at the Wizard of the Universe, shooting out a dazzling, eerie blood-red light, brimming with blood energy, incredibly sharp, severing even space itself.

Clang!
The sound of metal clashing rang out, and a murderous aura and bone-chilling coldness surged forth simultaneously. It was the Hundred-Victory Wizard, who transformed into his spiritual form, and his cold sword weapon became the sharpest attack, aimed directly at Andersen's heart and head.

The purple tower of the Sky Wizard also descended from the sky, suppressing and obliterating the blood-red light.

A look of wild joy appeared on the face of the Brahma Saint Wizard, "With the five of us working together, we are invincible in the Frosty Land."

The yellow sorcerer's fire reappeared, lifting the yellow eyeballs as if supporting the sun, each ray of light transforming into the sharpest beam, strangling everything it touched.

Lei Zhu raised an eyebrow. "With such power, even I would have to turn around and leave."

The five major forces unleashed their full power, aided by magical artifacts, making them equivalent to five Radiant Moon Wizards like him launching an attack simultaneously.

It even possesses a trace of forbidden power far exceeding the level of the Radiant Moon.

Lei Zhu was very curious, "How would you deal with this special being called Andersen?"

In his judgment, although Hans Christian Andersen was powerful, he was still at the level of a Moonlit Wizard.

It is roughly equal to his original form, perhaps slightly stronger, but only by a limited margin.

Tick ​​tock!

Blood-red raindrops fell onto the black sand, gradually seeping in and melting the sand, which itself contained matter, eventually forming part of the blood-red liquid.

Hans Christian Andersen stood frozen in place, his hands trembling slightly as raindrops dripped from his fingertips.

The next moment, the death desert, which had turned into a sea of ​​blood and sand, saw a surge of crimson spring water that irrigated the six crimson pillars of light that had erupted from the sealing power. The erosion process was extremely fast, and various cracks appeared in the blink of an eye.

Click!

Until it completely collapses.

Hans Christian Andersen escaped, to the astonishment of the crowd.

"Impossible. The Scarlet Society's foundation and sealing power cannot be so fragile."

The one whose emotions were most volatile was actually the Brahma Wizard. His pupils trembled, and his mouth gaped open. "I don't believe it."

Blood mixed with sand and gravel, transforming into a suit of armor that covered the spiritual body.

Hans Christian Andersen stands atop the statue, expressionless, overlooking all directions.

The field generated between the sand and particle energy spread throughout the entire field in a radiating manner, enveloping the entire Death Desert.

That force was so powerful that it brought all attacks to a standstill.

"You've had a great time, but I'm getting tired of it and it's time to leave."

Hans Christian Andersen raised his right hand and pointed it at the Brahma Saint Wizard and the others.

The Venerable Wizard and others were in a state of stillness, not only unable to utilize the particle energy within their bodies, but also their extraordinary spiritual power was in a state of stagnation.

All these methods, unable to withstand the power of the true spirit, lost their effectiveness and power, turning into nothingness.

Their faces were filled with horror and disbelief.

The Thunder Lord, Demon Lord, and others from the core area were equally shocked, and even stood up from their chairs in the ship's control room.

"What kind of power is this? Even a projection artifact of a forbidden rule might not be able to achieve this level."

"Could it be that he has actually grasped a trace of the power of rules? What a joke."

Things gradually took an unexpected and unimaginable turn. (End of Chapter)