Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 248 [248] Victory over Michael Shocks the Entire Audience (5000)

"Impossible! How can you still unleash the Myriad Calamities Slash? You no longer have the Thousand Hundred Flower Swords as support. Why is this happening?"

Purple arc-shaped light waves transformed into hundreds of beams that swept across the forest environment. Trees turned to dust the moment they came into contact with the light, and the wood chips, carried by the hurricane, made the whole world seem to have a hazy, blurred effect.

Michael Sack's clothes were mostly tattered, and even his skin and flesh had suffered considerable damage. His face was filled with confusion and fear.

How could Gamo release the energy of the Myriad Calamities Particles so far without diminishing its power in the slightest, without possessing that sword?

A warning bell rang in his mind. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and was immediately terrified. The purple sword wave was as beautiful as an arc of light, but in reality, it concealed a huge killing intent.

It was moving so fast that it made no sound as it passed through the air, and the purple light magnified in Michael Sack's pupils.

He'll die, he'll be hit!

The Life and Death Shield guarantees safety; at the moment it determines that the target wizard is about to die, it will teleport the corresponding wizard away from the battlefield.

But the instinct for life cannot be suppressed.

Michael Sack swooped down, the purple sword wave brushing against his back, shattering most of his hair, and spraying blood everywhere from the residual force.

"Damn it, this guy has controlled the rhythm of the battle since we entered the forest battlefield." Michael Sack glanced back at the black-robed figure shrouded in a shield of myriad particle energy. His right hand was wielded as a sword, and a sword energy form formed by the convergence of high-intensity particle energy covered his right hand, releasing a continuous stream of purple sword waves. Nothing could stop his advance.

"What a madman! He went all out the moment he came in. Does he want to destroy all these ancient trees?!"

"Do you have that much particle energy to consume?"

Michael Sack's plans were disrupted from the start. He never expected Gamor to be so radical, which was completely inconsistent with the information he had gathered.

"The wind is blowing!"

He was filled with extreme rage, and the particle energy within his body erupted, filling the area of ​​his bio-force field. Numerous wind blade tornadoes formed a unique array structure, the ingenious details of which allowed them to interlock, with energy and force transmission taking into account all aspects. It was extremely well-developed and sophisticated, something that Michael Sack could never have accomplished.

The ancient trees could not withstand such a powerful hurricane; their roots were uprooted from the soil, and a hurricane field covering about one kilometer wide was formed, filled with dust and wood chips, and its range was still expanding.

Michael Sack also disappeared into the hurricane's domain.

The 20,000-meter battlefield wasn't large. For Black Soul King Ya, he had combat experience in his original form and had experienced many battles on the battlefield.

The hurricane's range of kilometers still made him raise an eyebrow slightly.

This is Michael Sack's trump card.

Even without the Eye of Truth, Black Soul King Ya possessed seven-tenths of the knowledge of the original King Ya, and thus recognized the power within.

The destructive power of the energy of the myriad particles on intangible matter is indeed limited. In addition, the hurricane itself can give each other rotational kinetic energy, covering a range of kilometers. Even the ancient Kama could not do anything about it.

There should be more to it than that; there must be other changes in this hurricane field.

A tortoise shell, remaining stationary, is merely a waste of its own particle energy if the enemy does not attack it.

Outside the Battle Pillar, the group of Sark family wizards watching were surprised by the intensity of the battle, with both sides using their strongest techniques without any prior strategy.

A win is a win, and a loss is a loss!

"It seems that Gamor has the upper hand now. That purple particle energy must be the Myriad Calamity Particle. It really does have immense destructive power as rumored." Some wizards were discussing.

"No, I've seen the energy of the Myriad Calamities Particles with my own eyes. It's not purple, it should be gray. But this effect is indeed the energy of the Myriad Calamities Particles," an old wizard retorted.

"That's strange. What's going on? The colors shouldn't be wrong."

The old wizard subconsciously glanced at the figures standing at the front. The expressions of the patriarch, Koruman, and the third elder, Savage, were particularly interesting, their eyes fixed on the projected image.

The former was filled with shock and a touch of disbelief, while the latter was mostly filled with shock and panic.

The Xuan Turtle Wizard's aged face showed emotion, and his heart was equally filled with turmoil.

The black-knife wizard, hidden in the shadows, moved his lips, his voice barely audible to himself, "It's the energy of the myriad tribulations particles, yet it's not. Are young wizards these days already this terrifying? Is this really something a wizard apprentice could do?"

His gaze fell on Fionn in the crowd. He knew that whatever Fionn's ideas were going to be completely dashed.

The outcome of this battle is no longer important.

The atmosphere became increasingly strange, especially among the higher-ranking wizards, who remained silent, their eyes fixed on the projected image as if trying to discern something. Fion frowned, a sense of unease rising within him, as if something was slipping out of his control. As for the reactions of Kruman and the others, they remained oblivious, their backs to him.

Mickey Sack felt a sense of foreboding. With the battle unfolding like this, the balance of power had become uncertain. He hadn't expected Gamor to be so experienced in combat, using a fighting style that would give him the greatest advantage.

Michael's reaction also revealed that his combat experience was far inferior to Gamor's.

"The Hurricane Domain can suppress the energy of the Myriad Calamities Particles. Gamor is only a third-level wizard apprentice; he couldn't possibly annihilate all the hurricanes in an instant. As long as one tornado remains, it can spin again; there's still a chance."

The hurricane's range, which extends over a kilometer, gradually expands over time, covering a wider area, with trees becoming deadly weapons embedded in the hurricane.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the hurricane domain stirred, and hurricane tornadoes converged to form a hurricane dragon. Its body was enormous, reaching a length of two thousand meters. It had no dragon claws, and its entire body was composed of volatile winds, clouds, and debris, all bound within the tornadoes.

The dragon's head opens its blood-red maw, inside which are irregular clusters of wind blades, unleashing terrifying suction. Anything that enters the dragon's mouth will be shredded to dust.

Black Soul King Ya said calmly, "That's more like it. This is how a true change should be."

Caught in the raging storm, Michael Sack felt a nameless rage rising within him. "Is Gamor mocking me? Die!"

The hurricane dragon lunged at Black Soul King Ya, its two-thousand-meter-long body pressing down on the sky as if the heavens were pressing down on it. The terrifying suction force pulled away the air in that area, turning it into an absolute vacuum.

I won!

Gamor's myriad particle energy cannot break through my hurricane domain.

I can attack him.

The thousands of wind blades within the gust of wind were enough to obliterate his particle energy shield.

Black Soul King Ya's robes billowed as he stared indifferently at the ever-enlarging, terrifying dragon's mouth. The pressure from the suction force turned everything around him into a vacuum, making it extremely difficult for enemies inside to even blink.

He made no move until he was completely swallowed up by the hurricane dragon.

Seeing this, Savage had a glimmer of hope. What if he really could win? The color and appearance of the Myriad Calamities Particle Energy had changed; it might not actually be that possibility.

"Great, Michael's going to win for sure."

Mitchac smiled. This guy, Gamo, didn't even dodge. The consequence of being overconfident is defeat.

Purple light bloomed within the Hurricane Dragon's body, and cracks appeared, like tiny fragments piecing together. The next moment, the entire two-thousand-meter-long dragon body turned into collapsing nothingness and completely dissipated in the forest.

The remaining wind carried blood, and the body, which had fallen like a tattered rag with almost no intact flesh, was enveloped by the teleportation fluctuations and disappeared into the battlefield environment.

A slightly fishy wind blew through the hair of the Black Soul King Ya. He stood in mid-air, and the blood dripping from the Wanwo Hand Sword, which was formed from his right arm, was shocking. There was also an arm that belonged to Michael Sack.

Every drop of blood belongs to the enemy.

At this moment, the outcome has been decided.

"The victor of this battle is 'Gamsaak'."

Black Soul King Ya's figure then disappeared into the forest.

"Notification: Wizard Gamor, you have received visual rewards from the Battlefield: 234 Magic Stones and 23 Contribution Points."

A hint of surprise appeared in Black Soul King Ya's eyes. It seemed that quite a few people were watching his battle. He could earn so much in such a short time.

Outside the Battle Stone Pillar.

A beam of teleportation enveloped Michael's body as he appeared on the ground.

Savage's face was very grim. Although he wouldn't be in mortal danger in a fight, injuries were inevitable, and losing limbs was common.

He cares about his pride, and that his plans have been disrupted, even to the point of having to abandon some of his original arrangements.

Several elderly wizards stepped out from the group of wizards behind him and quickly used healing artifacts to treat Michael Sack's injuries.

The crowd's gaze did not linger on the loser for long; all eyes were drawn to the new teleportation light.

A long black robe, an indifferent expression, a straight back, and even the robe itself was not badly damaged.

Koruman wore a rare smile. "Gammo, well done. You've proven your strength and demonstrated your potential."

Many of the young wizards present were stunned. Was this really the stern, silent, and solemn clan chief who would praise a young wizard so highly?

Even the chieftain of Gamo, who lived for 120 years, had never praised her like this.

The Xuan Turtle Wizard nodded and looked over with satisfaction. "You are even more outstanding than you were when you were young. Your potential has become even stronger. I think no one will dare to say that you have wasted these 120 years."

Black Soul King Ya nodded indifferently, his arrogance and confidence surprising many young wizards.

Faced with such an attitude from both the patriarch and the official wizard, Gamobi's character worsened over the course of 120 years.

The group of old wizards did not show any displeasure at Dark Soul King Ya's attitude; on the contrary, they were generous with their praise and treated him with kindness.

This left the young wizards completely baffled; even if they won the battle, it shouldn't be this exaggerated.

Fionn Sack frowned, pondering the key point.

"Brother, how are you?" Mickey Sack pushed his way through the crowd, checked Michael's injuries, and then shouted loudly to Black Soul King Ya, who was standing in the direction of the clan leader's wizard.

"Gam, I challenge you. You shall choose the method of the duel, the battlefield, and the rules."

Mickey Sacks was furious; he wanted revenge for his brother.

A powerful aura suddenly erupted, and a ghostly figure appeared in front of Mickey Sack. Nine out of ten wizards present did not see it clearly.

pat!

A crisp sound.

The figure flew backward and rolled several times on the ground in a disheveled state.

Mickey Sack was stunned by the beating. When he came to his senses, he stood up, covering his burning face, and looked at his backer in disbelief.

Savage angrily rebuked, "Have you forgotten the family rules? Young Master Gamo has just finished his battle, and you're already relying on your strength as a Limitless Wizard Apprentice?"

"Alright, Elder Savage, there's no need to be so harsh on a little fellow. His love for his brother is understandable."

At this point, Kruman spoke up, "However, this little guy has too volatile a temper; he still needs some tempering."

"I understand, Chieftain. I will take him to the Black Abyss."

Savage then added, "Congratulations, Chief, on gaining another true genius."

Koruman said with a half-smile, "No, it should be the genius of the Sack family."

"The chieftain is right. I will complete the contents of the wizard contract afterward. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

"Elder Savage, please make yourself at home."

As the crowd dispersed, Fionn Sack remained bewildered. He felt he had overlooked something, and the old wizards' reactions were far too abnormal.

It doesn't seem like the calmness a wizard should have.

"Come with me, and I'll tell you why." A sigh sounded in Fionn's ear.

He paused for a moment, then quickly lowered his head, "Teacher Black Knife."

The rocky forest to the northwest.

The black-knife wizard still stood on the same stone pillar.

Fionn asked, "Is it related to the energy of the myriad particles? The color has changed from gray to purple."

"It seems you did a lot of research beforehand."

Fion's expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to explain something, he saw the Black Knife Wizard frown and a terrifying aura press down on him, as if the sky itself were about to collapse. His face turned deathly pale, and he almost knelt down.

"When will you be able to correct this shortcoming? Only then will you have any hope of catching up with your brother."

Fionn was indignant. His talent was not much worse than Gamor's, and besides, he was now one of the Ten Stars, while Gamor was a thing of the past.

In terms of strength, he has surpassed Gamor and is now an ultimate wizard apprentice. Once he perfects his own path, he will be able to attempt to break through to the level of a formal wizard.

"That's not the energy of the Myriad Calamities Particles, yet it is the energy of the Myriad Calamities Particles; the color has changed," the Black Knife Wizard uttered a strangely poignant remark.

"I was wrong about what happened 120 years ago. Your brother is far more outstanding than I imagined."

Fionn Sack was stunned, his eyes still filled with confusion. He seemed to have noticed something crucial and thought of something.

His face immediately showed utter shock, even horror.

He blurted out instinctively, "Impossible! How could Gamo possibly do something so outrageous? That's... that's..."

"That's the particle energy of the Eternal Calamity Wizard! How could he possibly alter, or even preserve, the original power and properties of the particle energy?"

Mitch Sack's mouth hung open, unable to close for a long time. His blank stare was fixed on Savage, who was sitting in the chair in front of him, still unable to process the information the other had just said.

Despite his nearly numb legs from kneeling, Mickey Sack remained undeterred. "So what? I'm a Limit Wizard Apprentice. It's not like I can't beat him."

Savage laughed in anger and slapped Mickey hard across the face, creating a perfect symmetrical red handprint on each side, and his facial muscles swelled up.

"Utterly foolish! That purple particle energy not only retains the properties of the original Myriad Calamity Particle Energy, but it can also make the Myriad Calamity Particle Energy retain its power even when it's far away. Do you know what that means?"

"Even the Great Wizard of Myriad Calamities might have to personally emerge from seclusion to seek out Gamo, and perhaps they will even exchange some insights on the energy of Myriad Calamities Particles."

Mickey Sack's face turned as pale as a sheet of paper, and he was covered in sweat, his clothes soaked through.

He instantly understood the implications and consequences it represented.

He immediately bent down and slammed his head heavily onto the floor.

Savage breathed a sigh of relief, though his face remained extremely grim. His eyes flickered as he considered the potential consequences of this turn of events.

"This is troublesome. From today onwards, this little guy, Gamo, is going to soar to the sky. No one can stop him, not even the elders or the clan leader."

"Perhaps it's possible that the two Star Wizards will personally grant me an audience!"

One month later.

The figure of Black Soul King Ya gradually condensed in the land of bubbles, but it did not fully condense. Only the upper body appeared, leaving behind a dream bubble and a sentence before disappearing without a trace.

"Original body, I've found what you wanted."

The sound echoed throughout the entire bubble land, prompting responses from many of the dream creatures within.

The colorful foam tree was laden with fruit, making a rustling sound.

Besides the five-colored flowers, another part of the flowerbed was occupied by the Malicious Roses. They used their vocal organs, which attracted dream creatures, to emit a piercing, noisy sound, which echoed and overlapped with each other. The five-colored flower group could not stand this situation and was about to run out of the soil to fight the Malicious Roses.

Wang Ya sensed something in the three-layered space of the real world.

P.S.: There are still 10,000 words left. I estimate I can finish writing them before 3 AM, which is the same time as last night, haha.

(End of this chapter)