Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 297 [297] Dark Bat Dies, That Person Removes His Mask

"A formal wizard wearing a mask and a black wizard's robe, and with such great power. I can't think of anyone who matches that description."

The Thorn Wizard observed her surroundings. Seven-colored bubbles were interspersed among seven-colored bubbles, and it was possible that they were also in one of the seven-colored bubbles.

"How strange. This seems to be some kind of method used by dream wizards. Could this mysterious black-robed wizard be related to the dream wizards?"

The withered wizard's eyes flickered, as if she had been awakened to something, and some memories surfaced in her mind.

There are no wizards with such characteristics among the official wizards of the Underdark.

However, this does not mean that such wizards do not exist among wizarding apprentices.

The withered wizard's lips parted slightly, the thought surprising even herself. Her gaze was fixed on the scene outside the seven-colored bubbles. The figure dressed in a black wizard's robe and wearing a black lotus mask, wielding a jet-black cross-shaped longsword that emitted arcs of particle current, launched an attack on the black smoke wizard.

Could it be you?

The features match up—the black wizard robe and the black lotus mask he'd worn before—but there's still a lot of information that doesn't match.

First and foremost, there's the matter of strength. How could a wizard apprentice be elevated to the point of simultaneously suppressing three full-fledged wizards in eighteen years?

Even if it really is him, and he has raised his strength to the level of a formal wizard, it doesn't mean he can do things that even veteran formal wizards can't do.

Furthermore, he did not demonstrate many magical techniques, and the most characteristic Burning Fission magic was not used.

However, she couldn't perceive the black particle energy because it separated the dream world from the real world; she could at least identify it by its color, though.

boom!

As the Magnetic Lightning Sword struck down, at a distance of nearly ten thousand meters, the high concentration of Burning Silence particle energy also emitted an astonishing wave, which rubbed against the medium in the air and formed Crimson Sparks.

The crackling sound continued, and the black current, along with the particle energy wave, formed an all-pervasive magnetic lightning, causing ripples in everything along its path, even in the void itself.

The Magnetic Lightning Sword in Wang Ya's hand disappeared, and in the instant it was swung, it transformed into the Magnetic Lightning itself, causing an absolute devastating blow to the enemy.

The Black Smoke Wizard instinctively sensed the danger, spat out the Crystal Heart from his mouth, and then blew up billowing black smoke. The surrounding clouds and celestial phenomena also changed, and the sky transformed into the imposing presence of a giant black smoke dragon.

Thick layers of black smoke enveloped the dragon, revealing only its crimson-eyed head. With its mouth open, it spewed black smoke and dragon breath, its scale and power equally terrifying.

Everything within a three-kilometer radius will be burned to nothingness by the black smoke and fire.

When it comes into contact with magnetic lightning, a special effect similar to snow melting is produced. Whether it is black smoke and fire or thick black smoke clouds, they are all dispersed into the most primitive natural inert particles, losing most of their activity.

A massive cloud of black smoke split open, revealing a dazzling light and a pillar of black electric arcs shooting into the sky.

Wang Ya stood in the void, staring at the crevice, as if he could see what was happening deep inside.

He thought to himself that it was a pity.

They did not completely eliminate the Black Smoke Wizard.

However, the injuries sustained from the attack by the Magnetic Lightning Sword were definitely not minor, and it would take more than ten years to dispel the Nightmare Annihilation Power present on it.

Wang Ya looked down and, through an extremely long distance, locked onto the spot where the massive body of the Black-Eyed Dark Bat had fallen.

The high-grade Nether Spear on its chest inflicted a severe wound, pinning it to the ground. However, its tenacious vitality allowed it to struggle in its death throes, at which point it threw out the Bone-Eating Pearl, which transformed into a three-hundred-meter-tall Bone-Eating Demon.

The black and white raven transformed into a colossal creature, also over three hundred meters in size, and the black souls within the infinite black core invaded the body of the Bone-Eating Demon that was fighting against it.

The result was obvious: the weakness of the Bone-Eating Demon lay in its fragile balance, and it collapsed directly after being invaded by the Black Soul.

Barely managing to hold on to the fight, it was all in vain. Large amounts of flesh were torn apart and collapsed, and black spots appeared on the white bone, which was corroded and dissolved. Twisted faces emitting black energy turned into clumps of dark clouds, flying and tearing at the Bone-Eating Demon's body, creating a scene of demons devouring each other.

The black-eyed bat's pupils revealed resentment. His Bone-Eating Demon was no match for this strange bird. A combat power at the level of a formal wizard should not be so weak.

Who exactly is that damned guy, that he actually possesses a true Level 1 extraordinary creature as his servant?

In a fleeting glance, he caught sight of the black-robed figure battling the crystal wizard.

A wizard with such power would be completely unable to match the intelligence information.

"I still have one last chance. The Crystal Wizard is a veteran, officially recognized wizard, and there's also the Black Smoke Wizard. Things might not get too bad. That guy just took us by surprise."

The Dark Bat Wizard comforted himself, trying his best to activate his extraordinary bloodline and attempt to return to human form to escape.

Or perhaps it could reach out its claws to pull the spear lodged in its heart.

The difficult thing is that no matter whether he shrinks or grows larger, the spear also changes accordingly, as if it is inscribed with a related witchcraft formula.

At the same time, there is an astonishing internal fluctuation of particles; once it explodes, his chest and even his head could be blown away.

Moreover, that particle energy is extremely disgusting, constantly penetrating the body, infecting more and more flesh and blood, and completely killing them at the microscopic level, leaving no possibility of recovery.

"Damn it, what kind of particle energy is this? It takes ten parts of shadow particle energy to offset one part of it."

This indicates that the particle energy essence of the black lotus masked wizard is about ten times stronger than that of his.

It's simply unbelievable. He also possesses special particle energy, so the difference shouldn't be this great.

The Black Smoke Wizard's particle energy mass is at most one or two times stronger than his.

This is also an advantage brought about by strength.

Could it be that the opponent's strength has reached the level of a second-level wizard?

The Dark Bat Wizard dismissed the idea, as the Wizard of Nature's power was far greater than that of the black-robed wizard, and killing the three of them would not require such trouble.

"He is still a formal wizard, but the difference in strength is too obvious. He may have reached the limit of a formal wizard and is expected to advance to a second-level wizard."

The Dark Bat Wizard felt a surge of resentment. Everything had happened too suddenly. Such a powerful being had ambushed them, especially when they were caught off guard, which had led to this outcome.

And most importantly, the other side seemed to know them very well, and their sneak attacks were always highly targeted.

They separated the three of them instantly and dealt them severe blows immediately.

The interior of the Natural Ring Tower is personally inspected by the Natural Wizard, so there should be spies from enemy forces within its upper echelons.

The Dark Bat Wizard was filled with doubt, and even a little horrified.

This unexpected and unknown situation is the greatest threat and source of fear.

"I still have hope. The Crystal Wizard and the Black Smoke Wizard are veteran, officially recognized wizards, and they also have a chance to advance to level two wizards. Their combined strength might not be weaker than that mysterious wizard's."

The massive body of the Black-Eyed Dark Bat has shrunk to about three meters. The human form of the Dark Bat Wizard has emerged, with a pale face and blood still dripping from the corner of his mouth. Other parts of his body still retain a large number of animalistic features, such as feathers. His jet-black spear is covered with flowing runes like ants, containing at least ten fission fire cores of burning energy particles.

After Wang Ya's further modifications, the Nether Spear now possesses a fission path, further enhancing its power and completely surpassing the original Nether Spear.

If the Dark Bat Wizard's life energy hadn't been so powerful, that single spear thrust would have been enough to kill an ordinary, formal wizard.

The high-temperature radiation from the Nightmare Annihilation Power and the Burning Silence Particle Energy continued to spread from the wound, further extinguishing any remaining life force.

The Dark Bat Wizard also used his extraordinary mental power to fight against the mental influences and resist the relentless onslaught of nightmares.

Ten minutes later, the Dark Bat Wizard, whose condition was deteriorating, turned deathly pale, his face devoid of any color.

Despair even showed in his eyes. The last bit of his extraordinary mental strength was exhausted, and he was pulled into an endless nightmare by the nightmare.

The amber pupils reflected the black-robed figure slowly descending from the sky, wearing a black lotus mask, and the black eyes within the holes held an unwavering killing intent.

They lost, and their last hope was completely gone.

The only outcome, of course, is death.

Holding the Nightmare Annihilation Mirror, Wang Ya pulled the Dark Bat Wizard's soul and consciousness into the Heart Locking Realm.

He skillfully slipped his body into the red wizard's ring.

The body of every formal wizard is an untapped treasure trove, allowing us to observe their wizarding path and conduct research. This can be very enlightening for Wang Ya's own wizarding path and also serve as a supplement to the database of the Eye of Truth.

It was of great help in the subsequent development and creation of the dream meditation method.

The Dream Recall Meditation Technique given by the Dream Wizard has no further developments.

The rest will be combined with Wang Ya's own path as a dream wizard to create something new. That will be Wang Ya's own dream meditation method.

This will also be a new chapter in the Book of Harak, following the legacy of Burning Soul, the Nightmare Chapter, the legacy of Nightmare.

boom!

The Bone-Eating Demon's massive body collapsed, crushing large swathes of forest and trees, and even a small hillside was crushed.

It completely collapsed, and the Corrosive Pearl in its heart no longer had enough energy to sustain its recovery, especially after the death of its controlling master, the Dark Bat Wizard. Its mental will was also unable to suppress the extreme activation of its flesh and blood.

Harak opened his enormous beak, his sharp claws piercing the chest of the Bone-Eating Demon, ripping out its heart. Then, with a flick of its head, it swallowed it whole.

Although it is not the original source of the evil god Gendass, the benefits brought by the substitute used are also considerable.

Only something with at least the value comparable to the original essence of the evil god Geddars could achieve the balance and stability of the Bone-Eating Demon.

Harak, now back to its crow form, landed on Wang Ya's shoulder. With its dark gray pupils and innocent, harmless appearance, if it weren't for the bits of blood and flesh stained its beak, it would truly look like an adorable pet crow.

Inside the Bubble Land, the Thorn Wizard's expression was exceptionally complex, especially when he saw Wang Ya slay the black smoke dragon with a single sword strike, clearing away the vast expanse of smoke and clouds. He even held his breath in disbelief.

Such magical power, indiscriminately attacking an area of ​​nearly ten thousand meters with arc lightning, seems to be annihilating things at the microscopic level. The microscopic telomeres of matter are also destroyed, or the structure becomes inactive and cannot be rearranged. The Thorn Wizard found that he could not understand the principle.

"The heavens of the Underdark are about to change. To defeat three formal wizards single-handedly, including two veteran formal wizards," the Thorn Wizard exclaimed in amazement, taking a deep breath. "To kill two formal wizards, and to be the number one formal wizard of the same level, is not an exaggeration."

"The heavens are indeed about to change!" The words of the withered wood wizard carried a profound meaning, and her tone trembled slightly.

The Thorn Wizard paused for a moment, then turned around, only to find the Withered Wood Wizard's expression filled with complex emotions and a hint of guilt.

The withered wood wizard stared intently at the black-robed figure. There was no mistaking it; these features, along with the black and white winged raven, perfectly matched the figure in his mind. The growth-type magical artifact that the Divine Blood Wizard had crafted for him was also a mirror.

It's not impossible that the yellow and black mirrors, when combined, could become a first-level sublimated magical artifact.

The withered wood wizard's heart was in turmoil. What had he experienced in the past eighteen years?

And why has there been no trace of them for eighteen years?

With such a significant increase in strength, coupled with the enhancement of the magical artifact, it would be impossible to accomplish all of this in just eighteen years, according to common sense.

Some formal wizards, whose foundation and potential are not so abundant, may take eighteen years to stabilize their strength.

The light in the land of bubbles suddenly flickered and rippled, and the light curtain of the seven-colored bubbles also showed ripples. The black-robed figure in the picture seemed to turn around and look at them.

The patterns on the black lotus mask seemed to detach from the mask, transforming into twisted runes that blended into the scene.

The black-robed figure gradually solidified from the image, stepped out of the frame, and descended upon the land of bubbles. Upon seeing this, the Thorn Wizard became somewhat wary. In any case, this wizard was too mysterious, and his identity remained unknown.

The withered tree wizard did not react in that way. Instead, he took a few steps forward and said with a complicated expression, "Eighteen years have passed, and you have changed so much. I imagine the dream wizard would be very pleased to see you."

"And that little guy, Kelan, might have a lighter burden on his shoulders."

The Thorn Wizard paused again, his somewhat bewildered gaze falling on the Withered Wood Wizard and the solidified black-robed wizard.

At that moment, the black-robed wizard placed his hand on the black lotus mask and slowly removed it.

I wrote two thousand words last night and thought I had posted it, so I fell asleep in bed in a daze. I wrote another two thousand words today before posting it.

I'll write two more chapters later. I'm staying home today, not going out, and have nothing else to do, so I'm focusing all my energy on writing.

(End of this chapter)