Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

Dago activated his mental energy field with all his might, and his whole body sped through the air like a cannonball.

In just a few minutes, he flew over the town.

It released its spiritual power like a blazing sun, attracting the attention of all the wizards in the town.

A large number of wandering wizards looked up at the sky in unison, and then simultaneously raised their hands to shield their eyes.

In their eyes, Dago was radiating a dazzling and scorching light, like a small sun.

A look of shock flashed across their faces, which quickly turned into deep envy.

The aura and light emanating from Dago spread further and further away, causing more and more passing wizards to stop in their tracks.

This leaked aura was also detected by the academy further away.

Many people exclaimed in amazement, their faces showing envy and joy.

"All wizards and mortals who hear me speak, run immediately! A large number of black-robed wizards are attacking from outside the city."

Dago shouted loudly in the sky.

Unfortunately, he didn't have any amplification runes or skills, so he could only rely on his voice to shout.

However, it was still heard by most wizards.

The wizard who heard it immediately relayed Dargo's words, which caused a great sensation among the crowd.

After all, these are the words of a formal wizard, and everyone would take them seriously.

Dargo then headed to the academy gate, where he saw several half-step formal wizards already waiting for him.

Dago dispelled his spiritual energy field and landed.

He immediately addressed the wizards with righteous indignation: "A large number of black-robed wizards are moving towards the academy from the due north direction of the town. They are led by two official wizards. We hope the academy will act accordingly."

The group of semi-formal wizards were about to ask Dago for more information when Dago turned and left after speaking.

They watched Dago's retreating figure, not daring to speak, only able to watch with envy as he flew into the sky.

He then immediately turned around and entered the academy, reported to the dean, and mobilized the wizards to protect the academy.

The crowd flowed like water toward the Wizarding Hall and the Academy, while some bypassed both and fled the town to go to more distant places.

Individuals will make different choices when faced with the tide of events, but nothing in this world is predetermined.

In just over ten minutes, the sky surrounding the town was completely soaked in blood.

The thick, oppressive lake of blood, like a giant, congealed blood clot, slowly migrated towards the town, with drops of intense crimson blood dripping down.

The town of Aynak was completely enveloped in a dark and gloomy atmosphere.

The noise and commotion in the wizarding hall seemed to vanish in an instant.

Everyone stopped moving and involuntarily looked up at the sky.

Against the backdrop of a blood-red sky, the faces of countless small and fragile people were filled with astonishment and confusion...

There is also a growing fear of impending, unknown disasters.

In the eyes of the evil god and madman, humans are born prey, fragile, cowardly, and the best material for sacrifice.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

"Let all life here be sacrificed to the great Mother of Blood, Erzog!"

Flax’s cold, hoarse, and aged voice swept through the valley like a cold wind. At the same time, the blood lake in the sky collapsed with a roar, turning into a towering wave of blood!

The blood waves became the vessel of Erzog's will; wherever they flowed, life was deconstructed into flesh and blood, and souls were soaked into vengeful spirits.

The blood wave, like "living blood," swept rapidly toward the wizard's hall.

Boom! The wave of blood crashed straight down toward the wizard's hall, but was blocked by the bubble-like protective barrier of the hall.

Countless dark red tentacles sprouted from the blood waves, enveloping the bubble shield. The surface of the tentacles was covered with human fingers and teeth.

Fingers scratch and rub against the bubble shield, teeth gnaw on the bubble shield.

The energy of the Wizard Hall's protective shield was being rapidly depleted, and the rune array inside emitted a humming sound as it struggled under the strain.

The entire wizarding hall instantly descended into chaos, with large numbers of civilians weeping and screaming.

The wizards in the hall drew their weapons and cast spells at the blood tentacles to prevent them from eroding the protective shield.

At the same time, four airships flew out from the direction of the academy and moved towards the Wizarding Hall, including Dean Jodes' huge airship.

The magical cannons on the four airships bombarded the blood wave in turn, and together with the magical bombardment inside the hall, they actually managed to repel the blood wave.

A magical defensive line was constructed around the wizard's hall, halting the advance of the blood wave.

Unfortunately, it didn't last long. The academy destroyed a significant portion of the blood wave's energy, reducing its height to a few dozen meters.

Next, they faced dozens of level-three apprentice wizards who emerged from both sides of the Blood Wave and engaged them in fierce combat.

Even more terrifying is that wounds inflicted near the blood wave cannot heal; the blood will flow along the wound towards the blood wave and merge with it.

The four airships in the air were also attacked by a formal wizard from the Darkblood Council, and had to stop their magical bombardment of the Blood Waves and turn to defend themselves.

Dago stood in the air, looking at the blood waves that were about the same height as him, his heart filled with conflict, wondering whether to take action or remain on the sidelines.

Morality was like a whip, torturing his conscience, causing him only to twitch in pain.

"No ravine lies before a tiger, but every obstacle is a hurdle for a coward. Let's do it, even if it's just foolish hot-bloodedness."

He gritted his teeth, preparing to unleash his most destructive spell, "Flame Core Air Bomb".

Suddenly, Dago stopped moving.

A foul wind swept by, making his robes flutter loudly.

Dargo saw an old wizard, dressed in a blood-red robe and holding a spinal wand, silently floating in the air dozens of meters in front of him.

This person was none other than Darkblood Councilor Flax, who was scrutinizing him with great interest.

Centered on Flax, large clumps of deep, blood-red mist rose up, ethereal and formless, yet possessing an inexplicable, majestic aura.

These wisps of mist swirled around Flax, drifting aimlessly, and from a distance, he resembled a majestic deity.

The next instant, protected by the blood mist, it rapidly approached Dago!

As they approached, Dago's right hand transformed into an ice claw, ready for battle.

Flax stopped abruptly after walking a dozen meters. He smiled and said, "Interested in joining the Darkblood Council? I can guarantee you a seat as a Darkblood Councilor."

"How so?" Dago looked at him for a few seconds and said with a sneer, "Before you, Erzog probably tried to turn me into its loyal dog."

Then he yawned and said, "Unfortunately, I won't accept, you old beast, come and fight."

Flax gradually revealed a sinister smile: "Such momentum, but it's just courting death."

He slightly raised his spinal wand and gently slashed it, instantly forming a giant crimson scythe that slashed towards Dago.

A few stray black hairs at Dago's temples fluttered in the wind, his expression calm. He raised his hand and fired an air blast.

Boom! A violent explosion occurred when the crimson giant scythe collided with the air bullet, slicing the air bullet in two.

The crimson giant scythe's momentum greatly diminished, and it swayed in the air as it approached Dago.

In the blink of an eye, another air bullet gathered in mid-air! It collided with the crimson giant scythe!

Boom! The crimson giant scythe shattered into dust after the air bomb exploded.

It seems I'll need two air bullets to withstand his crimson giant scythe attack!