The Wizard: From Zero-Ring Wizard to Almighty Lord.

Chapter 290 Withdrawing, Huiyue's Last Card

Chapter 290
Ser, one finger and a city is destroyed!
On the pitch-black sea of ​​the abyss, the ten enormous phantoms formed from dense dark matter resembled the reflections of ten great cities.

It was slowly encircling Sel, like a ring-shaped crown, appearing and disappearing around him, mysterious and oppressive.

Right now...

Boom!

One of the enormous phantom city images suddenly trembled violently!
With a chilling crash, the city collapsed like a rotting corpse.

It turned into endless black sludge, falling from the sky and merging into the churning dark ocean beneath its feet.

The pitch-black waves surged and churned, as if swallowing a world-ending storm, instantly engulfing the entire city as if it had never existed.

At this moment, Sel, with a cold yet extremely solemn expression, spoke slowly:

"City of Bloodline, Extinction."

Not only the Morning Star wizards under Sel's command, but even the wizards of the Mechanical City who stood on the opposing side, instinctively showed expressions of disbelief.

That was a city that surpassed the level of a sixth-level wizard! How could it just disappear like that?
"He...he said extinction?"

"Has the City of Bloodlines... truly been destroyed?"

"Has the Meteor Council already begun attacking all the cities in Nightmare Rift simultaneously?!"

Whispers of surprise and uncertainty quickly spread through the crowd.

If that's really the case, then the "City of Bloodline" will be another nightmare city in the Great Rift Valley, following the destruction of the "City of Nature."

Amidst the turmoil, even the high-ranking wizards of the Mechanical City, the opposing faction of the Wizard Council, couldn't help but waver.

Even the city lord of the Mechanical City, a sixth-level Morning Star, could not hide his surprise and excitement at this moment!
Because he... just personally tried to contact the City of Bloodlines!
Although long-distance communication between the ten cities within the Nightmare Rift has been disrupted since the Meteor Council secretly interfered.

However, with his authority and power as the city lord, he was still able to sense the existence of other cities.

Only the City of Bloodlines!
It was completely empty, devoid of any fluctuations, and even the most basic traces of existence could not be sensed.

As Searle said, it no longer exists!

"No...impossible!"

"This can't be real... It can't be!"

The city lord's will trembled in the center of the sea of ​​metal, forcing himself to calm down time and time again, denying the terrible conjecture in his heart.

"He couldn't possibly possess that kind of power! Even corruption couldn't instantly destroy a level six wizard city!"

He tried to convince himself that it was just an illusion, some kind of high-level mental illusion, or a forbidden formation that concealed the existence of the Bloodline City.

But just when he wavered.

In that dark, thick, corrosive ocean, Sel slowly raised his hand, gently cupping a clump of dark, swamp-like substance in his palm.

A viscous substance slowly flowed between his fingers, as red and black as blood, emanating a wave that stung the soul.

A cold, emotionless smile appeared on his face, his gaze piercing through the void, staring straight into the distance:

“I know you’re afraid…you don’t believe me…”

"So……"

"next."

boom! !

Before anyone could react, Sel pointed again!
In an instant, one of the nine illusory cities that were still swirling around him collapsed with a deafening roar!
The viscous, black mud-like substance splashed, fell, and rolled through the air, accompanied by a silent wail, before transforming back into part of the sea and quietly disappearing into the calm, dark tides.

This city, named "City of Energy," is slightly inferior to "City of Bloodline" and "City of Machinery" in terms of influence and heritage, but it is still one of the stable neutral cities in the Nightmare Rift.

It is a key node connecting the Rift Valley energy veins, and a transit point chosen by many schools of wizards to stay in.

But now, this city is quietly following in the footsteps of the "City of Bloodline" in silence.

No more information came back, no echoes reverberated; it was as if the entire city had been wiped away, leaving only a desolate void.

At this moment, the first to notice the anomaly was the Lord of the Mechanical City, who was deep within the Sea of ​​Metal.

He could clearly sense the fluctuations in the cities within the entire Nightmare Rift Valley.

Just now, the aura of one of the nine cities that could still be sensed suddenly disappeared.

Nine became eight.

His heart suddenly tightened, and Sel's cold and arrogant declaration echoed in his mind.

In that instant, no matter how unwilling he was to admit it, he could not deny a fact that was gradually becoming clear:

What Sell said was not unfounded.

He truly possesses the ability to destroy cities one after another!
An atmosphere of fear and oppression gradually spread throughout the mechanical city, like dark clouds pressing down, making it hard to breathe.

And at the same time.

Far away, deep within the Red Swamp, a figure with profound and mysterious eyes silently observed all of this.

Lynn.

With the special perspective of the Spirit Eye Spell, he witnessed the demise of the "City of Energy" with extremely high clarity.

In the dim light, his pupils were as black as ink, reflecting the gradually spreading dark ocean.

Beneath his feet lay a muddy, damp swamp, but as far as his eyes could see, he could see swarms of figures climbing the Nightmare Rift like ants.

Large numbers of wizards and wizarding apprentices continued to rush to the area of ​​the Nightmare Rift Valley.

Unlike the Morning Star wizards who were in despair in the Nightmare Rift, Lynn had a doubt in his mind.

He controlled the dual perspectives and quickly noticed the unusual situation.

His gaze sharpened slightly, and his mind raced:

"If Sel, the radical leader of the Meteor Council, is truly as invincible as he has portrayed, capable of sweeping through and crushing the cities of the Nightmare Rift one by one..."

"Then why is it necessary to mobilize so many wizards, and even summon wizard apprentices?"

"unreasonable."

Lynn's heart stirred with a quiet ripple. He kept this point of doubt firmly in mind and immediately contacted several acquaintances he knew within the Meteor Council: Dieter, Lina, and Lori.

But only Dieter responded to him.

The message from Dieter made Lynn raise an eyebrow and his eyes narrow instantly!
The brief words conveyed an almost frenzied excitement and awe. It wasn't just news; it was a palpable excitement.

"I saw it with my own eyes! Lord Sel made a move, and with a single finger, Bloodline City... was reduced to ruins!"

"Those once arrogant Morning Star wizards couldn't even put up a fight against him!"

"Our Meteor Council is finally no longer running away in panic like before!"

Dieter's excitement leaps from the lines, almost making one hear the frenzied shouts.

For this very reason, this information has become the most direct evidence.

Sel was not bluffing; he truly had the ability to do everything he said he would.

Lynn gazed into the distance, watching the army of wizard apprentices still marching forward. His heart was no longer filled with doubt, but with an indescribable chill. "Something's not right ahead..."

Lynn suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed, a strange unease rising in his heart.

Although Lynn had just witnessed the great battle from the perspective of a Spirit Eye Wizard, and was able to avoid the signs of the Meteor Council's management personnel thanks to his status as a Morning Star Wizard student.

However, he still disguised himself, for example, he was still slowly moving towards the Nightmare Rift, only at a slightly slower pace.

And that's why he's already very close to the Nightmare Rift.

His body hovered in mid-air, a gentle breeze ruffling his robes, and the dampness of the swamp rose up, carrying a faint smell of decay.

He looked down at the familiar yet eerie terrain at his feet, and suddenly his pupils contracted.

A terrifying crack suddenly appeared in the ground of the Red Swamp ahead.

It was a deep, dark chasm that seemed to devour all light, with no bottom in sight and no echoes, like the open mouth of a sleeping giant.

There, right there, was the Nightmare Rift!

He only needed to fly a little further before he would truly step into the heart of the battlefield where the storm was now raging.

But he turned around without hesitation, his expression solemn.

"Go! You can't go in!"

Lynn's tone was decisive and clear-headed.

He had already noticed many anomalies in the actions of the Meteor Council, and that subtle sense of unease was so strong that it could not be ignored.

Given the overwhelming power that Iser has displayed, sweeping through the major cities of the Rift Valley should, in theory, be a piece of cake.

But he walked slowly, as if strolling; and at the same time, the Meteor Council was continuously sending large numbers of wizards and even apprentices into the rift.

The vast majority of these people were only level three wizards, or even just ordinary wizard apprentices who were weaker.

They were not qualified to participate in the peak duel at the level of Morning Star Wizards; a mere aftershock would have annihilated them.

This is not only illogical, but even somewhat... absurd.

"What exactly are they plotting?"

Lynn felt a strange mix of suspicion and unease.

He dared not take another step forward, not even to find out what was going on.

"A son of a wealthy family should not sit in a dangerous hall."

Now that he has finally broken through to become a fourth-level Morning Star Wizard, how could he possibly take the initiative to intervene in the battle between sixth-level Morning Star Wizards at this time...

After all, he is now a double agent for both the Wizarding Council Alliance and the Meteor Council, so there's no need for him to go all the way with the Meteor Council.

His eyes turned cold, and he immediately unleashed his movement technique, flying away at top speed in the direction far from the Nightmare Rift Valley.

Even if he were to withdraw from the situation, he wouldn't be worried about being held accountable.

After all, his nominal teacher, the Spirit-Eyed Wizard, was still in the Rift Valley, while he, the "student," was...

Even if they do something slightly out of line, they can easily cover it up with reasons such as "being ordered to retreat" or "carrying out a special mission".

Moreover, he still has a trump card up his sleeve.

"As for the Spirit-Eyed Wizard, I can bring him back at any time using the Golden Scales. We can observe the situation in the Mechanical City from his perspective now, but there's no rush..."

Lynn was flying while thinking quickly.

"Furthermore, Beverly must immediately notify the Wizarding Council through the Temple of Life."

The names of the Wizarding Council, the Forgestone, and the Tower of Seven Saints flashed through his mind.

Logically speaking, these three major forces should have been aware of such a major event as the Nightmare Rift Valley being attacked on a large scale, and they should have taken action!

The swamp's mist churned behind him, and Lynn's figure transformed into a fleeting streak of light, quickly disappearing into the distance.

Across the boundless Red Swamp, Lynn's figure sped by like a streak of light, like lightning flashing across the sky.

Just as he was rushing to the edge of a desolate and deathly silent swamp, ripples suddenly appeared in the void ahead, and a faint golden light appeared and disappeared in the air.

The next instant, a golden portal suddenly opened, and Lynn paused, then transformed into a streak of light and dashed into it without hesitation.

The golden gate slowly closed the instant he disappeared, turning into specks of golden light and dissipating into the world as if it had never existed.

Just a few minutes later, accompanied by a few energy disturbances, a wizard dressed in the uniform of the Meteor Council suddenly appeared in the sky above the swamp.

"Huh? The tracking mark broke? We lost them?"

He frowned, his expression becoming particularly grave.

After scanning his surroundings, he seemed to want to look for something more, but the next moment, a new command came through the communicator, causing his expression to change. He had no choice but to grit his teeth, turn around, and quickly leave in another direction.

………………

Meanwhile, in a secluded space far from the Nightmare Rift, inside the Temple of Life.

Lynn had quietly steadied himself and stood silently in a secret room.

His expression was calm, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was thinking about something.

The situation within the Nightmare Rift Valley took a sharp turn for the worse, and the oppressive feeling of being about to be swallowed by a flood made Lynn realize the intense crisis.

He then decisively withdrew and immediately ordered the Temple of Life to report the relevant information to the Wizarding Council, hoping to attract their attention as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, Lynn himself was multitasking, managing his own affairs while using the Spirit Eye Wizard's perspective to continue observing the changing situation deep within the Nightmare Rift, especially the most dangerous and important "Mechanical City".

His gaze was sharp, and through the image reflected in his spiritual eyes, he saw that Sel, the radical leader of the Meteor Council, was still calmly suppressing the situation like a high and mighty judge.

He advanced step by step, forcefully destroying city after city in the Nightmare Rift Valley, unhurried yet in complete control.

Lynn thought that Sel would push all the way to the end and eventually wipe out the extremely solid "mechanical city".

Meanwhile, the many desperate Morning Star Wizards could only perish in the end.

However, unexpectedly...

Just as Sel was suppressing the remaining two cities, the lord of the Mechanical City, who had been silent and inactive all along, finally made his move!

"That is……"

Lynn's pupils suddenly contracted, and his entire consciousness was focused into the Spirit-Eyed Wizard's perspective, locking onto the core area of ​​that torrent of metal.

over there!
In the center of that boundless, gleaming sea of ​​metal, there lies a deep, swirling vortex, the very dwelling place of the will of the city lord of the mechanical capital.

He remained silent in the face of the successive fall of cities and the deaths of his colleagues.

Now, the other party has finally responded!
"The City of Machines was forged by His Majesty the Radiant Moon himself... As long as I am still alive, I still have one last bargaining chip to play!"

The city lord murmured, his will surging, and he finally released the trump card that His Majesty Huiyue had personally left behind!

boom!
The entire mechanical city trembled violently, and blinding metallic light shot up from the ground like a volcanic eruption, tearing the sky apart!
That was no longer the magical power fluctuations at the Morning Star level, but a power that transcended the boundaries!

The power of the Radiant Moon!

Endless metals transformed into rhythmic waves, and regular light exploded and recombined in the ocean, as if the whole world was swept into a storm of light and iron!
(End of this chapter)