Bizarre Survival: I Can Devour Thousands of Talents

Chapter 256, Section 256: Don't order yet!

On a vast and boundless fantasy continent, Ling Xiao is a rising young magician.

He was tall and slender, with long, jet-black hair tied back. His eyes were like deep, dark pools, sparkling with curiosity and a desire to explore the unknown world.

Lately, a mysterious and powerful force has been entwining him like threads. Every time night falls, this force quietly surges in his heart, disturbing his peace of mind.

It was another full moon night, and the silvery moonlight shone on the earth, as if draping everything in the world in a dreamlike veil.

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

He looked up at the bright moon, his brows furrowed, his heart filled with doubt and unease. But the summoning power was too strong, and 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, mist hangs in the air, like a thick white veil, isolating the forest from the outside world.

A sense of oppression emanated from the mist, as if pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness were watching every intruder.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath to calm his nervousness. He tightened his magic bag on his back, held the magic wand inlaid with blue gemstones, and slowly walked into the depths of the forest.

The deeper you go into the forest, the more eerie the surrounding scenery becomes. The ancient trees are tall and twisted, their thick branches intertwined, resembling ferocious monsters.

The tree bark was covered with strange runes that emitted a faint blue light, appearing and disappearing in the mist, as if whispering a history sealed away by time.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but reach out and touch one of the runes. The moment his fingertips touched it, a cold sensation 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 ventured deeper, the fog grew thicker and visibility became extremely low, forcing Ling Xiao to rely solely on his magical perception to orient himself.

Strange sounds came from all around him from time to time, sometimes like a deep roar, sometimes like a sharp screech, each sound making his heart beat faster involuntarily.

He moved forward cautiously, his eyes warily scanning his surroundings, his wand constantly flashing, ready to deal with any potential dangers.

Finally, deep in the forest, Lingxiao discovered a massive stone gate. The gate stood several meters tall, constructed of an unknown black stone, and covered with intricate and mysterious patterns.

Some of these patterns resemble ancient writing, while others look like strange creatures; each line seems to contain a powerful force.

In the center of the stone gate is a gemstone that emits a faint glow. The gemstone is dark red, like a drop of congealed blood, and exudes an eerie aura.

Standing before the stone gate, Ling Xiao felt a surge of inexplicable awe. With his keen sense of magic, he realized that behind this stone gate lay a crucial sealed place.

He slowly reached out and touched the stone door. The instant his palm touched the stone door, a powerful force surged into his body like a tidal wave, and he couldn't help but shiver.

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

Immediately afterwards, the stone gate slowly began to open with a muffled rumble.

Ling Xiao stepped through the stone gate with a nervous heart. Behind the gate was a long passage.

An old, musty atmosphere permeated the passageway, and eerie green flames burned on the walls. These flames had no heat, yet they illuminated the scene inside the passageway clearly.

Various ancient weapons and armors were displayed on both sides of the passage. The weapons were covered with the marks of time, and the armor had exquisite and intricate patterns, seemingly suggesting that a fierce battle had once taken place here.

Ling Xiao slowly walked through the passage, his fingers lightly tracing the weapons and armor, imagining the battle scenes of yesteryear, and his blood boiled with excitement.

Ling Xiao walked along the passage with extra caution. The passage was filled with a putrid stench, mixed with a musty smell, making one want to vomit.

The ground beneath our feet was paved with stone slabs, but the gaps between the slabs were quite large, and there was a constant feeling of looseness, as if it might collapse at any moment.

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

As they walked, a huge cave appeared ahead of the passage.

The cave entrance was pitch black, like a giant beast with its jaws wide open, its bottom unseen.

Ling Xiao stood at the cave entrance, hesitating for a moment. He knew that great dangers might be hidden inside, but his strong curiosity and desire to explore still drove him to decide to enter the cave and find out.

He chanted incantations and cast a spell, conjuring a bright light in his hand. The light illuminated the interior of the cave, revealing it filled with enormous stalactites and stalagmites.

Stalactites hang from the cave ceiling, some as slender as swords, others as thick as pillars; stalagmites rise from the ground in various shapes, some like ferocious monsters, others like graceful dancers.

Deep inside the cave, the light was dim, and some strange objects could be vaguely seen.

Ling Xiao cautiously made his way deeper into the cave, the sound of stones crushing under his feet echoing through the air. As he drew closer, the strange objects gradually became clearer, revealing themselves to be the skeletons of some creatures.

These skeletons were strangely shaped, some enormous and others small and delicate, but without exception, they all exuded a black aura, as if they had been corrupted by some evil force.

Ling Xiao crouched down and carefully examined one of the skeletons, discovering that it was covered with tiny cracks, as if it had been shattered by a powerful force.

Just as Ling Xiao was intently observing the skeletons, a deep roar suddenly echoed from the cave. The roar was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, reverberating throughout the cave and making Ling Xiao's ears ache.

Immediately afterwards, a huge black shadow pounced out of the darkness like lightning, heading straight for Lingxiao.

Ling Xiao reacted quickly, dodging to the side and simultaneously throwing the light in his hand at the shadowy figure. The light illuminated the figure's true form, revealing it to be a gigantic demonic beast.

This magical beast was more than two people tall, its body covered in black scales that shimmered with a cold luster under the light.

Its eyes gleamed with a blood-red light, like two burning flames, and its mouth was filled with sharp fangs, each the size of a dagger.

The monster opened its blood-red maw and roared, releasing a pungent, foul stench. Ling Xiao swiftly cast a spell, and a beam of icy blue light shot from his hand, striking the monster.

The monster let out a painful roar, its body pausing briefly before charging at Ling Xiao again. Ling Xiao skillfully dodged the monster's attacks while simultaneously considering a countermeasure.

He discovered that the monster's scales were extremely hard, and ordinary magical attacks had little effect on it. So, he concentrated, chanting an ancient incantation, and the wand in his hand shone brightly.

Instantly, a raging fire broke out inside the cave, the flames were deep red and extremely hot.

The monster struggled in the flames, letting out screams of agony.

It struggled desperately to extinguish the flames, but the flames clung to it like maggots clinging to a bone.

Ling Xiao stood to the side, keeping a close eye on the magical beast and continuously maintaining his fire magic.

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

His forehead was covered in sweat, and his clothes were soaked through.

This battle consumed a great deal of his magic and physical strength, but he felt a great sense of accomplishment.

However, before he could recover, more strange sounds came from the cave, including low roars and sharp whistles, as if more danger awaited him.

Ling Xiao stood up, gripped his wand tightly, and his eyes gleamed with determination.

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He knew that he had ventured deep into this mysterious, sealed land, and that to get out, he would have to face all sorts of unknown dangers.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset, and continued walking deeper into the cave, preparing to face new challenges.

On the vast and fantastical continent of Oria, Lingxiao is a rising star of magic.

He was tall and straight, with a cascade of black hair that reached his waist, and his eyes, like deep pools, sparkled with endless curiosity and a passion for exploring the unknown world.

Recently, a mysterious and highly seductive force has been clinging to him like a leech.

Whenever night falls and the bright moon hangs high, this force surges like a tide in his heart, making it difficult for him to find peace.

It was another full moon night, and the silvery moonlight poured down without reservation, draping everything in the world in a dreamlike veil.

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

But that mysterious force grew stronger and stronger, as if an invisible yet powerful hand was pulling him irresistibly, leading him in a predetermined direction.

Ultimately, curiosity and that mysterious calling triumphed over everything, and he resolutely stepped out of his home and embarked on an unknown journey.

Ling Xiao followed a winding, rarely visited path and stepped into an ancient and eerie forest—the Shadow Forest.

At the edge of the forest, the mist, like thick ink, spreads freely, layer upon layer, completely isolating the forest from the outside world.

Within the mist, an extremely oppressive aura emanated, as if countless pairs of cold eyes hidden in the darkness were staring intently at every uninvited guest who dared to intrude.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, trying to calm his wildly beating heart. Then, he tightened his backpack full of magical items on his back, and gripped the wand inlaid with a dazzling blue gem in his right hand. This wand was an important medium for his magical power and a symbol of his courage.

He walked steadily, step by step, slowly heading deeper into the forest. The further he went into the forest, the more eerie and unfamiliar the surrounding scenery became.

The ancient trees towered into the clouds, their trunks astonishingly thick and twisted, as if manipulated by some powerful and evil force.

The bark was covered with strangely shaped runes, which shimmered with a faint and mysterious blue light. They appeared and disappeared in the mist, as if whispering an ancient history that had been sealed away by time and was unknown to anyone.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but stop and reach out to gently touch one of the runes. The moment his fingertips touched it, a bone-chilling cold instantly spread throughout his body. He seemed to hear a faint whisper, as if from a distant time and space, but upon closer listening, he couldn't discern the specific content of the words. This caused a nameless fear to surge in his heart.

As he ventured deeper, the fog grew thicker and visibility became extremely low. Ling Xiao could only rely on his keen sense of magic to orient himself.

Strange sounds came from all around from time to time, sometimes like a low and muffled roar, as if it were the roar of an ancient beast sleeping underground.

Sometimes it sounded like a sharp and mournful screech, like a signal from some evil creature hunting in the dark. Each sound struck his heart like a heavy hammer, making his heart beat faster involuntarily.

He moved forward cautiously, his eyes constantly observing his surroundings. The wand in his hand always emitted a soft light, like a beacon in the darkness, illuminating his path and preparing him to deal with any potential dangers.

Finally, deep in the forest, Lingxiao discovered an enormous stone gate.

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

The stone gate is covered with intricate and mysterious patterns, some of which resemble ancient and lost writing, with powerful strokes.

Some resemble strange creatures of various shapes, some baring their fangs and claws, others majestic and awe-inspiring; every line seems to be imbued with life, trembling slightly.

In the center of the stone gate was a gem that emitted a faint glow. The gem was a deep dark red, like a drop of congealed blood, exuding an eerie and alluring aura, as if beckoning him to come closer.

Standing before the stone gate, Ling Xiao felt an indescribable sense of awe.

Based on his years of in-depth research into magic and keen perception, he immediately realized that behind the stone door lay an extremely important and mysterious sealed place.

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

The instant his palm touched the stone door, a powerful, almost violent force surged into his body like a raging tide. He felt his blood boil and couldn't help but shiver.

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

Immediately afterwards, the stone gate emitted a deep, muffled rumble, like the roar of a colossal beast awakening after a thousand years of slumber, before slowly beginning to open. Ling Xiao, with a heart full of trepidation, stepped through the stone gate.

(End of this chapter)