Immortal Cultivator of Wizard Academy

Chapter 150 Thread of Cause and Effect
For several days, every time Tai'an passed through the dense forest, he would spot two suspicious figures.

At first, I thought they were powerful people near the academy, so I didn't take them too seriously until I noticed their cover-up behavior.

Using some means to block the caster's mental perception is obviously not a good intention.

They think they are perfect.

As everyone knows, there is no way to escape the gaze of the Source Eye from high above.

The heartbeat frequency and blood circulation speed of the two people are almost at the same level as Deyolan, far exceeding that of ordinary people. This alone cannot be taken lightly.

Tai'an felt the need to further investigate the situation, wandering in the sky to slow down, while lowering his altitude and approaching.

The superb invisibility technique is blocked by the sunlight in the sky without any flaws, just like a leaf falling gently on the branch.

Neither of them noticed.

After waiting patiently for a moment, a conversation suddenly started.

"How long do we have to wait?"

"Wait until next Monday."

"I thought it was Saturday..."

"How can it be Saturday! How did you calculate the time?"

"Including the day we have been waiting for, if today is one day, tomorrow will be Saturday."

"I said wait three more days!"

Out of boredom, Salman searched the space pocket from his body, took out a piece of earth dragon meat jerky, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

There was really nothing to do but eat to kill time. Fortunately, supplies were plentiful.

He looked at the branches casually. It was obviously empty, but I felt inexplicably depressed.

"Do you think we will be discovered?"

Lucas was slightly startled: "We do not rule out the possibility that the Hegel Wizarding Branch is a powerful force with good foundation. Apparently there are several Holy Domain spellcasters sitting there, backed by the Violet Academy, and have connections with the royal family and the Spellcasters Association. , very difficult to mess with.”

"The longer time passes, the more variables there will be." Salman took out the wine bottle and took a sip with a faint look: "Taiya's return from the Noble Council is the best opportunity."

Before they finished speaking, the two men nervously pulled out their weapons and assumed a defensive posture back to back.

The fleeting murderous intention could not escape the capture of the strong man from the sanctuary.

"who!?"

Pure black flames cover Lucas, holding two swords, and a suit of inscriptions all over his body. His bloodline talent is very different from ordinary people, and his strength is higher than that of ordinary saints.

Even if the opponent is a caster from the Holy Domain, he still has the qualifications to compete.

Salman's whole body was burning with earth-yellow arrogance, and he held two dog-leg knives in each hand that were in line with the most mechanical principles. He had a rare talent with dual attributes of earth and wind. Therefore, he had been trained intensively by the Nanshi family since he was a child, and his strength should not be underestimated.

The explosion between the two immediately attracted the attention of the wizard's tower's magic eye. The vivid vertical pupils split open, and huge amounts of magic began to gather.

Violet Academy, where there are so many powerful people, is not a place where outsiders can act arrogantly. Retreating immediately is an inevitable choice.

When Lucas and Salman saw that the enemy did not show up, they naturally would not sit still and wait for death, so they chose the direction of the Black Forest and jumped away.

"You sense murderous aura?"

"Yes! It can't be a coincidence, it should be someone from the Blue Rose family. Their hiding methods are very good."

The two of them easily crossed the barbed wire fence and were always on alert, with their vigilance at the highest level.

I haven't been able to see through the enemy's methods for the time being. However, there is no doubt that it has aroused the other party's murderous intention. The enemy is in the dark and we are in the dark. The situation becomes passive and the difficulty of the task increases sharply. The reason is that he is too careless. I thought I could sit back and relax based on my past experience.

As he moved away from the Wizard Tower, Dark Sword Saint Lucas struck behind him without any warning.

The surging fighting spirit separated from the sword's edge and turned into a dark dragon wreaking wanton destruction. Everywhere he passed, giant trees snapped in half, dirt, gravel and grass roots flew into the sky, and a deep gap opened in the earth.

An exaggerated scene where the battle energy range covers nearly 100 meters.

The black dragon suit has as many as thirteen inscribed parts. It is a top-notch suit on the surface. In addition, the talent is far beyond the level of fighting spirit of ordinary humans. The name of the Dark Sword Master is resounding throughout the southern realm.

Every strong man in the Sanctuary has human heritage, and is known as the cornerstone of a kingdom, capable of being comparable to an army on an individual basis.

Dust rose all over the sky.

Lucas raised his sword with a cold expression and shouted loudly: "Come out and fight! Those who hide their heads and show their tails..."

He was sure that the other party would not let them go easily. Because judging others by yourself will be the same. In a flash of thought, a figure broke through the dust, and the sword raised high was already in front of him.

Lucas barely had time to react, as the combat field seemed to have failed, and he instinctively raised his swords to try to block it.

The extremely heavy slash was crushed by inhuman strength, far beyond the limit and influence of talent.

"Damn it! Is it the Demon Lord of the Abyss?"

Lucas lost consciousness in his arms and tried to activate the shadow shuttle to transfer his position.

However, the tried-and-true tricks never worked. Afterwards, I heard a terrifying sonic boom sound in my ears. From the beginning to the end, the enemy's face was not clearly seen, and his body was broken and separated.

"Yes, if I were stronger, I might be able to block a few attacks!"

With almost forbidden time, Tai'an aimed at the second goal.

It's like they can sense murderous intent.

The fate that the Source Eye can spy on is actually a high-dimensional attachment of thoughts.

People love, hate, and have seven emotions and six desires, which are all attached to the target like murderous intent, entangled to form cause and effect, and then evolve into an uncertain fate.

There are only two ways to get rid of cause and effect. Or hide in seclusion where cause and effect cannot interfere, and let time cut off. Or kill the target of cause and effect.

The black and red threads belonging to the two people in front of them were broken as they waved their swords.

The black line is malice and the red line is murderous intent.

It can only be seen when the Source Eye is opened within a certain range and reaches the control stage.

Deal with negative causes and effects in a timely manner to prevent them from causing adverse effects. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a prophet and that he can change his destiny.

It is similar to the state of cicadas awakening before the autumn wind moves. Be one step ahead to prevent the enemy from plotting.

There may be two shortcomings. One is that it is impossible to guard against temporary impulses, and the other is that if the cause and effect are too complicated, it is impossible to distinguish. It is necessary to further evolve into the eye of wisdom and the eye of foresight.

"Pity!"

Tai'an squatted on the ground, regretfully looking at the damaged inscription equipment on the two men. Apart from rings, earrings and other small items, only the boots were left intact.

He really didn't have any confidence to hold back. The only way to win a quick battle is to rely on absolute strength. The result of the stalemate is that the opponent wins with rich combat experience, and if he makes a slight mistake, he will test the sharpness of the inscribed sword with his flesh and blood.

Compared with the loss of property, one's own life must be more important.

Oveska climbed out of the Contract Summoning Inscription Formation at his feet and looked around with empty eyes, automatically ignoring the flesh and blood exploding on the ground.

"Help me deal with it." Tai'an gave the order.

With the feeding experience last time, I will not miss it this time.

Unexpectedly, Oveska released a wave of disgust.

"Give me your blood."

(End of this chapter)