Weird Survival: I can devour thousands of talents

Chapter 256 256: Don’t order yet!

In the vast fantasy continent, Ling Xiao is a young and promising magician.

He has a slender figure, with long black hair tied behind his head. His eyes are like deep pools, sparkling with curiosity and exploration of the unknown world.

Recently, a mysterious and powerful force has been entangled with him like a silk thread. Whenever night falls, this force quietly surges in his heart, making him uneasy.

It is another full moon night, and the silvery moonlight is shining on the earth, as if covering all things in the world with a layer of dreamy gauze.

Ling Xiao stood in his own courtyard, and the mysterious power became stronger and stronger, as if an invisible big hand was pulling him in a certain direction.

He looked up at the bright moon with a frown on his face, his heart full of doubts and uneasiness, but the summoning power was too strong. In the end, he decided to follow this mysterious guidance.

Ling Xiao followed the winding path and stepped into an ancient and gloomy forest.

At the edge of the forest, fog was thick, like a thick white curtain, isolating the forest from the outside world.

There was a faint sense of oppression in the fog, as if there were pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness, spying on every intruder.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath to calm his nervous mood. He tightened the magic bag on his back, holding the magic wand inlaid with blue gems, and walked slowly into the depths of the forest step by step.

The deeper we went into the forest, the more bizarre the surrounding scenery became. The ancient trees were tall and twisted, their thick branches intertwined, like hideous monsters.

The bark is covered with strange runes. These runes emit a faint blue light and appear and disappear in the mist, as if whispering a history that has been buried by time.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but reach out and touch one of the runes. As soon as his fingertips touched, a cold feeling instantly spread throughout his body. He seemed to hear a faint whisper, but he couldn't make out the content of the words.

As he went deeper, the fog became thicker and visibility became extremely low. Ling Xiao could only rely on magical perception to determine the direction.

Strange noises could be heard from time to time around him, sometimes like low roars, sometimes like sharp hisses, and each noise made his heart beat faster involuntarily.

He moved forward cautiously, his eyes alertly observing his surroundings, the wand in his hand always flashing, ready to deal with any possible danger.

Finally, deep in the forest, Ling Xiao discovered a massive stone gate. Several feet tall, it was built from an unknown black stone and was covered in intricate and mysterious patterns.

Some of these patterns look like ancient characters, some look like strange creatures, and every line seems to contain powerful power.

In the center of the stone gate is inlaid a gem that emits a faint light. The gem is dark red, like a drop of solidified blood, emitting a strange aura.

Ling Xiao stood before the stone gate, a strange feeling of awe welling up in his heart. With his keen sense of magic, he realized that behind this stone gate was a very important sealed place.

He slowly stretched out his hand and touched the stone door. The moment his palm touched the stone door, a powerful force surged into his body like a surging tide, and he couldn't help but shiver.

The dark red gem shone brightly, dyeing the surrounding mist an eerie red.

Immediately afterwards, the stone door slowly made a dull roar and began to slowly open.

Ling Xiao stepped into the stone gate with trepidation. Behind the door was a long passage.

The passage was filled with an old smell, and strange green flames were burning on the walls. These flames had no heat at all, but they illuminated the scene in the passage clearly.

Various ancient weapons and armors are placed on both sides of the passage. The weapons are covered with traces of time, and the patterns on the armor are exquisite and complex, which seems to suggest that a fierce battle once took place here.

Ling Xiao walked slowly through the passage, his fingers lightly running across the weapons and armor, imagining the battle scenes of that year in his mind, and his blood boiled.

Ling Xiao walked along the passage, stepping with extreme caution. The passage was filled with a foul smell, mixed with a stale smell, which made people want to vomit.

The ground beneath my feet was paved with stone slabs, but the gaps between the slabs were large, and from time to time, they felt loose, as if they might collapse at any time.

As Ling Xiao walked, he tapped the ground with his wand to test the road conditions ahead.

As we walked, a huge cave appeared in front of the passage.

The entrance to the cave was pitch black, like a giant beast with its bloody mouth wide open, and it was bottomless.

Ling Xiao stood at the cave entrance, hesitating for a moment. He knew full well that there might be great danger hidden within, but his strong curiosity and desire to explore drove him to decide to enter the cave and find out what was going on.

He chanted something, cast a spell, and condensed a bright light in his hand. The light illuminated the interior of the cave, which was filled with huge stalactites and stalagmites.

Stalactites hang from the top of the cave, some are as slender as swords, some are as thick as pillars; stalagmites protrude from the ground in various shapes, some are like ferocious monsters, and some are like graceful dancers.

Deep in the cave, the light is dim and some strange objects can be vaguely seen.

Ling Xiao walked cautiously deeper into the cave, occasionally hearing the sound of rocks being crushed under his feet. As he got closer, the strange objects gradually became clearer. They turned out to be the skeletons of some creatures.

These skeletons have strange shapes, some are huge, and some are small and exquisite, but without exception, they all emit a black aura, as if they have been eroded by some evil power.

Ling Xiao squatted down and carefully observed one of the skeletons. He found that the skeleton was covered with tiny cracks, as if it had been shattered by a powerful force.

Just as Ling Xiao was concentrating on observing the skeletons, a deep roar suddenly erupted from the cave. The roar was like thunder exploding from the sky, reverberating throughout the cave and causing Ling Xiao's ears to ache.

Immediately afterwards, a huge black shadow jumped out from the darkness like lightning and rushed straight towards Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao reacted quickly, dodging sideways and throwing the light in his hand towards the shadow. The light illuminated the shadow's true appearance, revealing it to be a gigantic monster.

This magical beast was more than two people tall, and its body was covered with black scales, which gleamed with a cold luster under the light.

Its eyes flashed blood-red light, like two burning flames, and its mouth was full of sharp fangs, each as big as a dagger.

The monster opened its bloody maw and roared, a pungent, fishy stench wafting across its face. Ling Xiao quickly cast a spell, and a beam of icy blue light shot out from his hand, striking the monster. The monster roared in pain, its body pausing briefly before quickly charging at Ling Xiao again. Ling Xiao nimbly dodged the monster's attacks while pondering a countermeasure.

He found that the monster's scales were very hard, and ordinary magic attacks had little effect on it. So he concentrated his energy, chanting ancient spells, and the magic wand in his hand shone brightly.

In an instant, a raging fire broke out in the cave. The flames were deep red and extremely hot.

The monster struggled in the flames, screaming miserably.

It shook its body desperately, trying to put out the flames, but the flames clung to it like a leech.

Ling Xiao stood aside, staring at the monster, constantly maintaining the fire magic.

As time went on, the monster's struggles gradually weakened, and finally, it collapsed to the ground, motionless. Ling Xiao sat on the ground exhausted, panting.

His forehead was covered with sweat and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

This battle consumed a lot of his magic and physical strength, but his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

However, before he could recover, more strange noises came from the cave, including low roars and sharp whistles, as if more dangers were waiting for him.

Ling Xiao stood up, gripped the wand tightly in his hand, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

He knew that he had already entered deep into this mysterious sealed place, and if he wanted to get out, he would have to face all kinds of unknown dangers.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and continued to walk deeper into the cave, ready to face new challenges.

In the vast and fantasy-filled continent of Oriath, Ling Xiao is a rising star in magic.

He has a tall and straight figure, with black hair cascading down to his waist. His eyes are like deep pools, sparkling with endless curiosity and passion for exploring the unknown world.

Recently, a mysterious and extremely bewitching force has been entangled in him like a maggot on his tarsal bone.

Whenever the night was deep and the moon was high in the sky, this power would surge in his heart like a tide, making it difficult for him to find peace.

It is another full-moon night. The silvery moonlight pours down without reservation, covering everything in the world with a dreamy veil.

Ling Xiao stood in his own courtyard, looking up at the full moon, his brows furrowed, his heart filled with confusion and anxiety.

But the mysterious force became stronger and stronger, as if an invisible but powerful hand was pulling him irresistibly, moving him forward in a certain direction.

In the end, curiosity and that mysterious call overcame everything, and he resolutely stepped out of the house and embarked on an unknown journey.

Ling Xiao followed a winding, rarely visited path and entered an ancient and eerie forest - the Shadow Forest.

At the edge of the forest, fog spread like thick ink, layer upon layer, completely isolating the forest from the outside world.

The fog faintly exuded an extremely oppressive atmosphere, as if countless pairs of cold eyes hidden in the darkness were staring intently at every uninvited guest who dared to break in.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, trying to calm his pounding heart. Then, he tightened the bag full of magic props on his back and tightly grasped the magic wand inlaid with a bright blue gem in his right hand. This wand was an important medium for his magical power and a symbol of his courage.

He walked slowly and steadily towards the depths of the forest. The deeper he went into the forest, the more strange and unfamiliar the surrounding scenery became.

The ancient trees towered into the sky, their trunks were astonishingly thick and their shapes were twisted, as if they had been manipulated by some powerful and evil force.

The bark is covered with strange runes, which flash with a faint and mysterious blue light, looming in the mist, as if whispering an ancient history that has been buried by time and is unknown to anyone.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but stop and reached out to gently touch one of the runes. As soon as his fingertips touched, a biting coldness instantly spread throughout his body. He seemed to hear a faint whisper that seemed to come from a distant time and space. However, when he listened carefully, he could not make out the specific content of the words, which made him feel an inexplicable fear in his heart.

As he went deeper, the fog became thicker and visibility became extremely low. Ling Xiao could only rely on his keen perception of magic to determine the direction.

From time to time, all kinds of strange noises could be heard around, sometimes like low and dull roars, as if they were the roars of ancient beasts sleeping underground;

Sometimes it sounded like a sharp and shrill cry, like a signal sent by some evil creature when hunting in the dark. Each sound hit his heart like a heavy hammer, making his heart beat faster involuntarily.

He moved forward cautiously, his eyes always vigilantly observing every move around him. The wand in his hand always emitted a soft light, like a bright lamp in the darkness, illuminating the way forward for him, while also being ready to deal with any danger that might arise.

Finally, in the deepest part of the forest, Ling Xiao discovered an extremely huge stone gate.

The stone gate was several feet tall and was made of a black stone he had never seen before. The surface of the stone was as smooth as a mirror, but it exuded a cold and murderous aura.

The stone gate is engraved with complex and mysterious patterns. Some of these patterns look like ancient and lost characters, and the strokes contain powerful power.
Some look like strange creatures of various shapes, some with bared fangs and claws, some majestic and awe-inspiring. Every line seems to be given life and is trembling slightly.

In the center of the stone gate was inlaid a gem that emitted a faint glow. The gem was a deep dark red, like a drop of solidified blood, emitting a strange and charming aura, as if calling him to come closer.

Ling Xiao stood in front of the stone gate, feeling an indescribable awe in his heart.

With his years of in-depth research on magic and keen perception, he immediately realized that behind the stone gate was an extremely important and mysterious sealed place.

He slowly stretched out his hand, touching the stone door with a hint of nervousness and anticipation.

At the moment his palm touched the stone door, a force so powerful that it was almost violent surged into his body like a surging tide. He felt that all the blood in his body was boiling at this moment, and he couldn't help but shiver.

The light of the dark red gem suddenly intensified, dyeing the surrounding thick fog into an eerie blood red.

Then, the stone gate slowly emitted a dull and low roar, as if it were the roar of a giant beast awakening from a thousand-year slumber, and then it began to slowly open. Ling Xiao stepped into the stone gate with trepidation.

(End of this chapter)