Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 234 [234] Battlefield King Ya vs. Dream Wizard

This time, Wang Ya was stunned; the Dream Wizard's answer was not what he had expected.

"What, Nightmare Wizard, are you surprised? Not only the Evil God's Origin of the Withered Wood Wizard, but even the Evil God's Origin of the Ferocious Tiger Wizard, I can give it to you. Do you want it?"

Despite wearing a mask, Wang Ya could still sense that the Dream Wizard was smiling, and the smile on his face was quite radiant.

Wang Ya felt somewhat helpless. Why was his teacher becoming more and more fond of teasing and joking with him?

It wasn't like this before. Just like Mona, could it be that wizards also undergo small changes every twenty years? The Dream Wizard's reaction made him realize that many things, though seemingly hidden, actually have clues that can be found.

Formal wizards have also obtained the source of evil gods and must have studied it. With a little association, they can figure out many things and connect some fragmented clues.

"Since the teacher has spoken, I certainly cannot refuse." Wang Ya revealed her clean, white teeth, and a smile curved her lips.

"Wizards operate on a system of equivalent exchange. What are you offering the withered wood wizard and the ferocious tiger wizard in exchange?"

This made Wang Ya hesitate. The other party was a formal wizard, and even if the Dream Wizard came forward, it would indeed be a bit troublesome to get the item. The principle of equivalent exchange is followed among wizards, and he could not offer anything of equal value.

Wang Ya fell silent.

The Dream Wizard shook his head. "This is the last lesson I will teach you: never overestimate your own worth, never be complacent, always remain humble, and always remember the three essential elements of the wizarding nature theory."

"Your wizarding heart is still somewhat lacking. Even if your stats in all aspects reach their limits, you will definitely fail if you try to break through the limits and ascend."

The Dream Wizard changed the subject again, "However, I can sign a wizard contract with you. I can give you two portions of the Evil God's essence, but only if you fight me on the battlefield."

"If you can touch the hem of my clothes, you win the contract bet. The rules allow you to use any means necessary, whether it's magical artifacts, cultivating creatures, or even bringing magical artifacts and various extraordinary potions in advance."

Wang Ya's face clearly showed a hint of astonishment, completely unexpected that the final result would be like this.

Teacher Huanmeng actually wants to fight him on the battlefield!

"I know your Burning Soul Particle Energy, which forms its own school of witchcraft. Let me see how powerful you are now." The Dream Wizard's tone turned cold. "If you can't even touch the hem of my clothes, then you'd better not try to get your hands on the source of the evil god. Otherwise, you'll only end up making a mess of things."

Wang Ya suddenly laughed. Even Teacher Huanmeng couldn't be so certain about something!

If he were to use all his means, the rusted iron sword and the golden pocket watch would come to mind. If he were to use these two extraordinary items, he would be confident that he could kill not only the Dream Wizard, but even the Spectral Wizard.

As long as you seize that crucial moment and the unknown information gap.

It was far more than just touching the hem of someone's clothes; Teacher Huanmeng had really underestimated him.

Of course, if he were to actually face the Spectral Wizard in a life-or-death battle, he might have already died several times over before even using any special items.

The more powerful a wizard is, the less likely they are to make basic mistakes.

If someone is an enemy, they will be killed completely in the shortest possible time, and vigilance and backup plans will be maintained for several hours.

"I agree to this interesting thing, teacher." Wang Ya's eyes were filled with anticipation. To fight against a real, formal wizard was such a rare opportunity, especially one that wouldn't be life-threatening.

Wang Ya also wanted to see just how far he was from becoming a formal wizard.

Perhaps they wouldn't be a match for the Dream Wizard, but they definitely wouldn't be unable to even touch the hem of his clothes.

He will bring a surprise to Teacher Huanmeng.

Wang Ya's eyes shone with an unprecedented light, but he would not use any extraordinary items, as they were beyond his capabilities. He would rely on himself to truly test his path as a wizard, his school of magic, and his combat strength.

"One month from now, this battle will be between you and me."

The Dream Wizard added, "Of course, I can't guarantee how many spectators there will be."

Wang Ya: "."

Okay, after saying that, there will definitely be formal wizards coming to watch the battle, and there may be more than one.

Given the Blood God Wizard's personality, he would definitely come to watch the show.

Wang Ya felt a little excited and licked his lips. After all, the person watching the battle was a formal wizard, a high-ranking member of the Underdark, and the opponent was also a formal wizard.

The excitement generated by that fighting spirit even caused his aura to rise several notches.

"Alright, stop getting excited. You only have a month to prepare. If you lose, don't be too discouraged and give up."

The Dream Wizard sneered, "I won't hold back at all; I'll go all out."

"I'm looking forward to it too, Master Dream Wizard!" Wang Ya's eyes were bright as he looked at the other person seriously, seemingly meeting those eyes filled with cold fighting spirit through the holes in the wooden mask that had turned yellow.

"I think you're underestimating this kid. He'll surprise you."

After Wang Ya's body faded and he left, the figure of the Divine Blood Wizard emerged from the depths of Heart Dream Island, a strange smile on his face.

The Dream Wizard glanced at him and said, "I think you underestimate me. He's only been an apprentice at the Limit Wizard level for a short time. My expectation for him is just to touch the hem of his clothes."

"You old fox, whether he can even touch the hem of his clothes is up to you. If you want to give him the essence of the evil god, just say so." The Blood God Wizard's tone changed again, "But I still don't understand why this little guy suddenly had the idea to study the essence of the evil god."

"Who knows? For him, all we can do is offer support." The Dream Wizard's tone was profound, seemingly carrying a hidden meaning. "Ultimately, he's different from ordinary people; his potential is so extraordinary. He has already demonstrated his unique value, hasn't he?"

"Heh, you old fox, you can't believe nine out of ten things you say, even if they're true," the Blood God Wizard sneered. "You'd better think about how to get two portions of the Evil God's Origin. The Withered Wood Wizard is easier to talk to, maybe you can get them, but what about the Ferocious Tiger Wizard?"

The Blood Wizard paused for a moment before continuing, "I remember someone really offended him."

The Dream Wizard adjusted the yellow wooden mask on his face, a smile curving his lips. "It's alright, I believe that big cat will understand my good intentions."

The matter of fighting against a formal wizard occupied Wang Ya's mind, and he no longer had the mood to investigate the doubts surrounding the Divine Eagle Wizard. The truth cannot be hidden, and falsehood cannot be made true. If there were any doubts, the Divine Eagle Wizard's life could be saved. A formal wizard could not be a fool, and the matter would be settled sooner or later.

His next task is to conserve his energy and prepare for battle.

The process of perfecting and passing on the Burning Silence sorcery was completed within a month.

His eyes were incredibly serious, and he stopped all the target analysis performed by the Eye of Truth.

The analysis of the three objectives was entirely focused on perfecting the Burning Silence sorcery.

Twenty-five days later.

Wang Ya emerged from the witchcraft experiment field with a bright smile on his face, the energy particle fluctuations on his body still undisturbed.

The surrounding air temperature rose directly to a scorching level.

He raised his right hand, and a black lotus bloomed on it, containing a concentration of incinerating particles of energy so high it made his scalp tingle.

It's not just secondary rotation and secondary collective vibration; it has reached the level of normal operation.

It will only be more terrifying than the previous Burning Silence Particle Energy.

"Teacher Huanmeng, I haven't closed my eyes for twenty-five whole nights because of this battle."

Wang Ya's pupils were bloodshot, and she looked exhausted and unwell.

Even so, his eyes remained bright and piercing, filled with an urgent fighting spirit that seemed to burn the air itself.

Five days later, an hour before the appointed time, Wang Ya opened his eyes from his bed in the bedroom, his gaze radiating power like a sharp sword.

He cupped his hands in water and poured it over his face, his wet hair clinging to his skin. He wiped his face, appearing unhurried, even though there was only half an hour left until the appointed time.

Wang Ya changed his clothes and put on a shadow robe. Harak landed on his shoulder, just like always.

He carried both the Dream Mirror and the Magnetic Mirror with him.

Since Master Huanmeng has asked him to go all out and use any means necessary, he will naturally respect a true and legitimate wizard.

There's no need to bring the extraordinary potion; there's simply no chance of using it.

The pre-purchased sorcery formula - Sky Flight - was set to instantaneous activation. As long as particle energy was injected, it could create a vacuum domain centered on itself in one second.

Wang Ya discovered that he actually had quite a talent for creating witch arrays.

This is a simplified and modified version of the Myriad Self Vacuum Technique on Gamo's body.

Wang Ya tested it and found that the vacuum domain could last for about three seconds, with a range of about twenty meters. It was more than enough to defend against some fast-paced and single-target witchcraft attacks.

It might not be very effective even for the Dream Wizard.

Wang Ya had no idea what kind of dream magic the opponent would use, as they only had the path of a dream wizard.

The information contained in the Gloomy Corridor is extremely scarce for formal wizards, and even if it is available, no one dares to believe it.

The Dream Wizard is the most mysterious wizard in the Underdark. Besides the fact that his true face behind the mask is something to be explored, his methods are also unknown and mysterious. However, the name "Eye of the Underdark" does provide some clues.

Wang Ya frowned slightly; the specifics would only be known after they entered the battlefield.

The cold wind, carrying loneliness and maple leaves, drifts to every corner of the dark land.

Wang Ya couldn't quite remember which winter it was, but the New Year was approaching.

The Garuru Leopard will take some time to mature, so it seems it can't be given as a New Year's gift to Senior Sister Kolan and Teacher Huanmeng.

If you're choosing another gift, you might consider giving the fruit from the foam tree.

The fruit's ability to enhance one's extraordinary mental strength alone makes it no less valuable than the Golden Ant Rice.

In some respects, the Rainbow Bubble Fruit is even more outstanding, and even a formal wizard would not refuse such a thing.

Even if the improvement effect becomes negligible, without any side effects or drug resistance, high-volume sales can still bring considerable improvement.

Who knows, Wang Ya might be able to use a large number of Seven-Colored Bubble Fruits to exchange for the origin of the evil god.

As he approached the battlefield, all the thoughts in his mind calmed down, and he emptied his mind to adjust his physical condition.

His aura gradually rose with each step, reaching a point where it could not be ignored. His robes and sleeves seemed to billow, before gradually receding into the depths of his body. The energy of the Burning Soul Particles was in an activated phase, ready to be unleashed at any moment.

The energy of the Burning Silence particles is too powerful. Normally, his body is also filled with highly active fire element particles, which can be generated at any time through his extraordinary mental power. This does not affect his combat ability.

Even the energy of the burning particles under secondary rotation and secondary collective vibration will cause irreparable damage to his physical body.

It is believed that both the Bone Wizard and the Is Wizard faced this situation: the physical body's capacity to withstand the energy of special particles could not match the intensity of the energy.

Wang Yadu used the Fission Path to transform his body into a walking, humanoid fission generator through special magical modifications.

The ancient stone gate bears the marks of swords and blades, stained with blood, and exudes an aura of long-forgotten history.

Wang Ya seemed to see blood and fire above, and the initial battles of the wizards. The stronger the roar, the more he could feel the spiritual guidance flowing at the entrance of the battlefield, the frequency fluctuations; there was no malice, but rather more insights.

Wang Ya stood alone at the entrance to the battlefield, seemingly having been notified in advance and cleared out of the other wizards.

There are two minutes left until the agreed time.

In the final minute, maple leaves converged from all directions, coalescing into the figure of the Dream Wizard, who held a flute made of maple leaves, exuding a mesmerizing, distorted color.

"You choose the battlefield." The Dream Wizard's tone was no longer as amiable as before, but filled with indifference. The aura of a formal wizard had spread, even forming an effect that could only be created by the bio-force field of a supreme wizard apprentice.

One can imagine how terrifying it would be if a formal wizard truly unleashed their bio-force field.

Wang Ya neither refused nor spoke, but simply nodded silently.

The two figures were swallowed up by the gate of the battle arena.

Just a few seconds later, the figure of the Blood Wizard slowly appeared.

Also appearing at the same time were the Bone Wizard and the Rhine Wizard, who arrived using refraction; the Deadwood Wizard also came to join the fun, a thin middle-aged woman, bony and emaciated, with sunken cheekbones and skin clinging to her bones, showing no trace of blood, like a lifeless plant.

Just like her name, Deadwood!

The Bone Wizard gave the Rhine Wizard a cold glance, while the latter offered a smile. "What's wrong? You seem quite unhappy to see your old friend."

"Heh!" The Bone Wizard snorted coldly and entered the stone gate.

"I'm looking forward to seeing if this little guy can give us a surprise. It would be interesting if he could make the Dream Wizard suffer a big loss." The Rhine Wizard followed closely behind and entered the arena.

The Blood God Wizard glanced at the Withered Wood Wizard, "Let's go together. That little guy has his eye on your share of the evil god's essence."

The withered wizard revealed a faint smile, but his thin face and emaciated appearance made him look extremely tired.

"If he really has the ability to do what's in the contract, what's the point of giving him this source of the evil god?"

The withered wood wizard sighed, "The future ultimately belongs to the young. Perhaps in a few hundred years, I too will completely disappear from this world."

The Blood God Wizard fell silent. He knew the difficulties the other party was facing and their current state. This problem could only be solved by the Wood Wizard himself. It was a mistake on the path of a wizard, and there might even be some oversights that occurred when he broke through the limits and ascended, resulting in special injuries.

Paying a certain price to take away that evil god's essence, also in the hope of utilizing its powerful vitality, seems to have successfully reached some kind of agreement with the Dream Wizard, giving up possession of the evil god's essence.

The Blood God Wizard guessed that the other party had not found the answer in the origin of the evil god either.

Volcanic battlefield.

This is the place where Wang Ya once fought Hades Anton.

The battlefield chosen at this moment is at the level of a formal wizard, with a range of 10,000 meters expanding to 100,000 meters. The surrounding volcanoes are in an erupting state, with lava flowing along the cracks and fissures in the ground, and the expanding ground fire splashing lava.

The temperature was incredibly hot, blurring vision. Moisture in the air evaporated, drawing moisture from living organisms.

The environment of the 100,000-meter battlefield is ten to twenty times worse than that of the 10,000-meter battlefield. The temperature and the surging ground fire alone are enough to kill most wizard apprentices; even if a wizard apprentice with the ultimate ability can survive, his combat power will be greatly reduced.

One after another, stone pillars rise from the ground, densely filling an area of ​​100,000 meters, reaching a height of about 100 meters.

Wang Ya and the Dream Wizard stood facing each other, about ten thousand meters apart.

Neither of them spoke; they simply waited quietly.

Taking a deep breath of the scorching air, Wang Ya glanced at the stone pillar beneath his feet. It was burning red and hot; stepping on it felt like being branded. Harak, perched on his shoulder, seemed unaffected by the harsh environment of the inferno, perhaps due to his accustomedness to the intense heat of the incinerating particles or his powerful life force.

It even spread its black and white wings, and the image of the Dream Wizard was reflected in its black pupils.

The aerial flight technique is activated!

The Dream Mirror appeared behind him, hidden close to his vest, with dream power surging inside, constantly connected to the dream bubbles of the Bubble Land.

Holding the Magnetic Silence Mirror in one's hand, seemingly without any particle energy fluctuations, the Magnetic Silence Bottle inside has actually begun to take effect. The highly active fire element particle energy is being regulated to complete the property change of the incineration particle energy.

After all, he was a genuine, officially recognized wizard, so Wang Ya dared not and could not afford to be careless.

Giving it his all is a sign of respect for a formal wizard, and also a way to refine one's own path of wizardry. Just how far is he from becoming a formal wizard?

Wang Ya's eyes were cold and clear, filled with fighting spirit, and his aura exploded as his bio-force field expanded.

At this moment, the battlefield's intelligent core also emitted a voice: "Battlefield deployment complete, rules defined, the battle begins!!"

(End of this chapter)