The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 470: The Fall of the Great Wizard

Boom!
The blood and flesh splatter that the Pig-Headed Grim Reaper expected did not occur, and his axe was actually blocked by the Mayfly King's two limbs.

Although the two crystal-like limbs were gradually shattered under the erosion of the axe blade, the scattered fragments were like broken stars.

But the Mayfly King finally blocked this axe.

Then, the thousands of phantoms separated from the Mayfly King moved.

Thousands of phantoms transformed into streams of light, and the limbs on their bodies and the wings behind them all flashed with regular light.

As a master of playing with illusions, the real illusion has long been mastered by the King of Mayflies.

The next moment, thousands of real phantoms rushed towards the Pigheaded Death God at the speed of flowing light. The Pigheaded Death God wanted to return to defend, but he was no faster than the speed of flowing light.

tear...

Countless wounds suddenly appeared on the Pig-Headed Grim Reaper's body, and thick black blood dripped onto the ground, even turning the land into the underworld.

Roar!
The pig-headed Grim Reaper let out a scream of pain.

"Bug, I will turn your entire clan into the most despicable ghosts in my kingdom of God!"

Faced with the threat from the Pig-Headed Grim Reaper, the Mayfly King let out a sharp cry, the will contained in which conveyed only one meaning.

Disdainful.

The Mayfly King sneered: "How dare the Lord of a fantasy world shout like that? Go back to your hometown!"

Although there are countless powerful beings in the underworld dimension, the virtual dimension is just an virtual dimension. They can rely on summoning to briefly descend into the material world, which is already the limit of what they can do.

Even the ruler of the astral world in the illusory dimension cannot avoid being summoned into the material world.

After taunting, the wings of the insect behind the Mayfly King shook, and thousands of phantoms appeared again.

This time they did not collide with each other, but instead built a network between them similar to the mental network.

The Great Wizard of Dusk behind the Pig-Headed Grim Reaper recognized what it was and quickly waved his staff, shooting out a gray light that spanned the sky.

Under this ray of light, the shadows of hundreds of Mayfly Kings dissipated into energy that filled the sky.

"Torgat, you'd better be serious. Otherwise, you probably won't be able to go back today!"

The somewhat weak voice of the Great Wizard of Dusk sounded in the ears of the Pig-Headed God of Death. In order to maintain the gate to the underworld, his soul was constantly being consumed, which also meant that his total mental strength was constantly decreasing.

The weakness from his soul made it almost impossible for him to cast spells.

When the Pig-Headed Grim Reaper heard this, a flash of blood flashed across the axe blade in his hand, and the originally exquisite axe began to lose its flashy appearance.

The Mayfly King looked at the axe and a trace of vigilance flashed through his mind.

At this moment, the pig-headed death god's axe had turned into an ordinary blood-stained beheading axe. But he felt an extremely dangerous feeling from this axe.

This axe no longer seemed to be a weapon that carried the rules of death, it seemed to have become death itself.

"The Twilight Wizard is a smart guy, so I am willing to listen to his advice."

The Pig-Headed Grim Reaper raised his axe, and the wounds on his gray skin caused by the Mayfly King began to heal on their own. But unlike the healing of ordinary creatures, each wound on the Pig-Headed Grim Reaper left a scar.

"So I decided to go all out and drag a lowly bug like you into the underworld as quickly as possible!"

hum!
A buzzing sound emanated from the axe blade, and the blood-stained beheading axe swung out a blood-red light. All things touched by the light, whether material or biological, were ordered to die.

The Mayfly King flashed and his body suddenly turned into a stream of light. But the light from the axe blade seemed to track him, and he couldn't avoid it no matter how hard he tried.

As a last resort, the Mayfly King had to take the blow head-on.

Ding!
An extremely sharp explosion suddenly occurred.

The two limbs of the Mayfly King were cut off by one blow, and the limbs gradually shattered in the air. The moment they touched the ground, they finally exploded into stardust all over the sky.

“It turned out to be the concept of death.”

Ulysses looked at the Mayfly King in the sky with a look of shock on his face.

"Concept of death, what is that?"

Ulises explained: "Conceptual death is the ultimate manifestation of the law of death. It can erase something from the concept. Look at that big insect. Its two limbs have been erased from the concept.

Now, no matter how strong her recovery ability is, as long as she doesn't reshape her body of rules, her two limbs will never grow back."

Richard was shocked when he heard this explanation.

"The Rule of Death can also achieve such a terrifying ability? Then wouldn't the great being who possesses the Rule of Death be invincible?"

Ulises glanced at him and replied, "You always use mortal thinking to look at the abilities of gods. To put it bluntly, this method is a rule attack. If it is blocked, it will be gone.

This bug lost the concept of having arms because it failed to block it.

If he could be as strong as the bronze wizard, the most he would lose would be some energy."

Richard nodded thoughtfully, then looked up at the sky again.

After experiencing the concept of death, the Mayfly King looked at the Pig-Headed Death God with no fear or terror. On the contrary, he became more motivated.

“You are indeed strong enough, no wonder he would use his soul as the price to summon you out.

But alas, it’s not enough!”

The Pig-Headed Grim Reaper did not respond, and the axe in his hand chopped out another blood-red axe blade.

This time, the Mayfly King did not dodge. His insect wings flapped again, and the shadows of thousands of Mayfly Kings appeared behind him again.

As the Mayfly King flicked his tail, these real illusions rushed towards the dark red axe blade like moths to a flame.

Bang, bang, bang...a series of explosions sounded in the air.

Because the axe blade exploded like a real illusion, it looked like a fireworks show. When the fireworks faded, the axe blade of the Pig-headed Grim Reaper had disappeared.

"It's not enough for your concept to die. You can only erase part of the concept. You can't erase my concept of the real illusion."

The confident words of the Mayfly King made the Pig-Headed Grim Reaper sigh helplessly.

"Twilight Wizard, you can no longer win. This bug's ability is my natural enemy."

His axe blade can kill everything it touches, and in the process, the axe blade will continuously consume the rules of death within it.

Therefore, the general response of the world master is to use the power of rules to resist. And he can also take this opportunity to erase some of the world master's rules.

But the Mayfly King is different, he has an ability called true illusion. Every illusion he creates is equivalent to a real weakened Mayfly King.

The axe blade would consume a large amount of death rules to kill these real illusions, but the loss to the Mayfly King was only a little bit of soul power.

Unfortunately, the concept of death is the killer move of the Pigheaded Grim Reaper. If this move is not used, the battle will fall into a long-term war of attrition.

Although the Pig-Headed Grim Reaper is confident that he will win in the end, the soul of the Great Wizard of Dusk obviously cannot survive until that time.

The words of the Pig-Headed Grim Reaper made the prophecy, which was like a curse, echo in the mind of the Great Wizard of Dusk again.

"Sullivan, you will die in the web of the sun and the swarm."

After a moment, the Great Wizard of Dusk replied: "Since we can't kill him, let's kill more of those little guys."

The Pigheaded Grim Reaper did not answer. He swung his axe and once again disconnected the souls of millions of mayflies from the soul network. Although he had no way to deal with the Mayfly King, these small galaxy mayflies were still very easy for him.

The Pig-Headed Grim Reaper's behavior soon drove the Mayfly King crazy.

The phantom that had appeared before appeared again, but this time it was mostly blocked by the axe of the Pig-headed Death God. Although the remaining phantom of the Mayfly King left dozens of horrible wounds on him, the Pig-headed Death God remained unmoved.

He is like a hard-working farmer, harvesting the souls of mayflies in the starry sky with one axe at a time.

As a last resort, the Mayfly King had to attack the Great Wizard of Dusk and force the Pig-headed Death to return to defend.

For a moment, terrible energy fluctuations, with strange rules and abilities, continued to erupt in the sky, so that the wizards on the ground did not dare to continue observing the battlefield.

The wizard clashed with the army of mayflies again.

Finally, amid the screams of the Mayfly King, countless arms stretched out from the gate of the underworld and grabbed the Pig-Headed Grim Reaper.

His time in the material world is up.

"It's finally over." The Mayfly King thought to himself.

At this moment, the King of Mayflies only had one pair of wings and one pair of limbs left. Even part of his rules had been erased.

If he didn't have the mayfly dedication rules and the blessing of billions of mayflies, he really wouldn't be able to defeat the Pig-Headed Grim Reaper.

The Mayfly King looked at the Great Wizard of Dusk. He could feel that the wizard's soul had become extremely weak.

This wizard is almost falling out of the level of Lord of the World.

"it is finally over."

The Great Wizard of Dusk looked at the Mayfly King and spoke calmly.

The Mayfly King did not answer. His body turned into streams of light. The soul network of billions of mayflies emerged faintly in the air. Light as bright as the sun burst out from his body.

The greatest respect for your enemy is to give it your all.

With this blow, the Great Wizard of Dusk will surely die.

But suddenly, the whole sky seemed to freeze.

The body of the Mayfly King was suspended in the air, and a rule chain was wrapped around him at some point. And he felt a familiar smell on this rule chain.

"Galaxy Mayfly, do you think you are the only ones who have civilized rules?"

The Great Wizard of Dusk looked at the Galaxy Mayfly, and the soul fire in his eye sockets was extremely calm.

At the last moment of his life, the great wizard Twilight used the wizard rules of the wizard civilization. This rule has only one ability - equivalent exchange.

A scale formed by the transformation of rules appeared in the air, with the Great Wizard of Dusk on the left and the King of Mayflies on the right.

"Sullivan, you will die in the web of the sun and the swarm."

The prophecy of that year echoed in the mind of the Great Wizard of Dusk. The fire of the soul in his eyes was slightly stirred. He pointed at the Mayfly King and took out his weight.

Since you are destined to die, then die meaningfully.

"I will sacrifice my life in exchange for your death."

After saying this, the Great Wizard of Dusk’s body shattered, his soul dissipated, and everything he had turned into a weight.

On the other hand, everything about the Mayfly King was quantified and turned into weights.

After the Pig-Headed God of Death's concept was erased, the Mayfly King, who should have been heavier than the Great Wizard of Twilight, was not much heavier than the Great Wizard of Twilight with all his weight condensed.

The balance of rules swayed slightly in the air, but it was never balanced.

If there is no balance, the Mayfly King will definitely survive. The Great Twilight Wizard gave up everything he had, but he couldn't even die together!
But the next moment, a streak of light streaked across the sky and turned into a weight that fell on the scales of the Great Wizard of Dusk.

In the first war zone, the Great Wizard of Bronze Spear looked at the Scale of Rules with a trace of sadness on his face.

The bronze spear in his hand broke into pieces at some point.

With the addition of new weights, the regular scales gradually balanced.

Equivalent exchange, established!
(End of this chapter)