Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 316【316】Light of the Sun combat deployment

All the particle energy and spiritual power within Polaris's body were completely exhausted.

Even its life force was mostly depleted, and it barely managed to unleash a second wave of Netherworld Sword.

After this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, she will pay an extremely heavy price, requiring decades of recuperation.

Her face was deathly pale, her gaze fixed on the two ghostly sword waves. The combined power they generated was enough to wipe them off the ground with a single sword strike, even if the White Lake Wizard City were to deploy its full-scale magic array defense.

Another abnormal flush appeared on her face.

The grip was incredibly tight, the nails even digging into the flesh, causing a slight, stinging pain.

Defeating King Yahalak had almost become an obsession for her.

It was also her inner demon.

Only by defeating King Yaharak can she break through the deep fog that shrouds her, from which she can never escape.

OK!!

The Netherworld Sword will surely help me sever all the fog and carve out a bright path ahead. I can see the way forward, I can... His white teeth bit his lip hard, and the pupils of Polaris were bloodshot, his expression vaguely ferocious.

boom!

This was a sound even more intense than the roar of thunder. The two forces collided, both being third-level sublimated magical artifacts, and engaged in their most fundamental battle.

That glimmer of golden light was visibly being suppressed and worn away, almost completely fading into nothingness.

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

Who will be the final victor?

Is it the Nightmare Wizard, or Polaris?!

Finally, after the collision reached its limit, a subtle tremor, seemingly transmitted to the depths of the soul, rang out.

Buzz!

Almost everyone watching, including the Ghostlight Wizard, was momentarily stunned and affected, followed by a burst of dazzling golden light.

That golden light spot was rapidly spreading, occupying the airspace that had been suppressed and eroded.

It was as if a real sun had appeared there, its radiance so dazzling that it could not be seen with the naked eye or perceived by mental power.

All the wizards watching instinctively closed their eyes, took several steps back, and looked horrified.

"What a joke! My eyes! My eyes are going to go blind!" Lando the wizard screamed, seemingly having suffered a severe injury, and his aura completely disappeared from the battle space.

it's over!

Polaris's lips were dry, and a sense of powerlessness, bordering on despair, welled up inside her. Her eyes were vacant, as if she had lost her last bit of spirit.

An endless radiance swept over her, completely enveloping her body and transforming it into boundless light.

"Nightmare Wizard, you are far too strong!" The exhausted body, propelled by the radiance, flew straight backward into the distance.

He loosened the hilt of the Netherworld Sword, but just before it fell, it transformed into a purple light and merged into Polaris's palm.

Immediately following, the body of Polaris was enveloped in white light, and just before the endless golden light eroded the protective power of the Netherworld Sword and caused a fatal injury, it was teleported away.

Chi Chi!

Everything within the magnetic field space vanished into nothingness under the spreading golden light, leaving no trace of its existence.

Even the cold, mechanical voice of the Fighting Spirit began to echo.

"High-energy reaction detected, approaching the battlefield's critical threshold, only a few steps away from collapse. Backup plan activated, autonomous repair system initiated."

The bright sunlight shone on Wang Ya's black lotus mask, causing his eyes to squint slightly.

For the first time, the blue sky appeared clearly in the magnetic field airspace battlefield.

Everything on the battlefield was clearly visible. Wang Ya could even see the cracks in the spatial layer, the shattered fragments, and the damage that the battlefield itself had sustained.

A large amount of energy was being injected, quickly repairing everything, and one could vaguely sense the core of the witch array rotating throughout the entire battlefield.

Wang Ya looked at the ancient oil lamp in his palm. It was golden in color, but not pure gold; it looked more like some kind of lacquer applied to it.

The lamp oil was almost gone, seemingly just poured in, and the wick was still burning, but as the oil decreased, the flame grew smaller and smaller.

The fireworks were golden in color, and when you gazed at them, you could feel your soul and spirit being burned and scorched.

Those with extraordinary perception can clearly sense the terrifying power contained within.

Boiling and steaming rivers are not difficult tasks in front of this oil lamp.

[Target: The Lamp of the Sun]

[Source: Fortress of the Hanged King, Twenty-second item in the Treasury of the Conquest.]

[Details: A Moonlit Wizard attempting to break through to the fourth level of wizardry, due to excessive ambition, prepared a large amount of black steel metal, attempting to advance along with his core wizard artifact. He ultimately failed, but this allowed the third-level sublimated wizard artifact to retain some of the power that only a fourth-level sublimated wizard artifact possesses.]

[Effect: Consumes particle energy to form lamp oil, ignites the Sunfire using extraordinary mental power. The amount of lamp oil consumed can be controlled, thus controlling the strength of the Sunfire's light. PS: By consuming life force, it can unleash its ultimate power (the power involved in the fourth-level sublimated artifact stage is unified as the limit, and it can also contend with fourth-level sublimated artifacts and certain rule powers)]

This is one of only two collections that are not considered as resources.

Wang Ya certainly wouldn't sacrifice his life force to use his ultimate power; that would be a losing proposition.

Polaris fought desperately, and she will pay the price.

"The victor of this battle is: Nightmare Wizard."

The Spirit of Battle has completed the repair of the magnetic field space, and the cold mechanical sound echoes throughout the battlefield.

The many formal wizards watching the battle focused their attention on the seemingly ordinary golden oil lamp in Wang Ya's hand.

What he was thinking was unknown, but the strange light in his eyes was very obvious.

Some intelligent, formal wizards have already been able to foresee the chain reaction that will follow.

"We lost. Polaris lost. Nightmare Wizard also possessed a level three ascended artifact." Silver Moon wore a bitter smile, her eyes devoid of any fighting spirit.

Most of the others were the same, having lost their last bit of hope.

They all lost.

The Nightmare Wizard's strength was already incredibly terrifying, comparable to that of a veteran official wizard. In addition, with the addition of a level-three ascended wizard artifact, neither they nor the official wizards watching the battle could imagine any other expert of the same level who could defeat the Nightmare Wizard.

Those who can last for a period of time without being instantly killed are considered top-tier official wizards.

"Give up!" Karen said, her eyes dimming.

White Gudin, Schneider also remained silent.

For the first time, Hughes's face showed horror and disbelief as he stared intently at the Sun Lamp in Wang Ya's hand.

It seemed that things had developed in a way that completely exceeded his expectations.

"Since one of the wizard teams chose to concede, the official wizard team led by Nightmare Wizard has won this battle." The voice of the Battle Spirit echoed slowly.

The three Blood Wizards exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with helplessness.

It seems like they don't even need to appear; the Nightmare Wizard alone is enough to wipe out everyone on the other side.

No formal wizard can rival the Nightmare Wizard, not even a veteran formal wizard.

As long as he controls that oil lamp, the Nightmare Wizard will be one of the strongest beings in the Underdark.

Even the Ghostlight Wizard has to admit this.

However, the three of them mostly wore smiles; the stronger Wang Ya was, the greater the benefits for them.

They've already chosen sides, so the positive benefits they'll reap will only be greater.

"Congratulations, Nightmare Wizard. You have gained control of the Twelve Main Veins Replacement Plan. Now it is up to you to choose whether to carry out the replacement and the target of the replacement."

After disappearing from the battlefield, the Ghostly Wizard flew to Wang Ya with a smile on his face.

"Of course, replacing a target requires the target's consent. If the other party does not agree, the problem can be resolved through the battlefield."

The lips of the many formal wizards present twitched. With the power of the Nightmare Wizard, no matter who disagreed, it wouldn't make a difference.

Who could possibly defeat the Nightmare Wizard? Even Polaris, who wielded the Netherworld Sword, was left half-dead.

The official wizards of the main lineage had their expressions change, some with a frighteningly dark complexion, others with an extremely ugly look, as if someone owed them money.

This is the price you have to pay for choosing and taking sides.

Inside the parliament space.

A new round wooden table was placed in the middle, with chairs arranged in the same proportions. However, there were no magical fluctuations; it was just an ordinary table.

The time was too short to make a new one.

The minds of many formal wizards were not on this at all; instead, they all looked nervously at the figure on the far right of the conference table.

A white-haired figure wearing a black robe and a black lotus mask.

The formal wizards of the branch lineage were standing in the shadows, their expressions unclear.

The main lineage's official wizards may not have looked directly at Wang Ya, but they were observing him through extraordinary spiritual power or other subtle means.

They were all incredibly anxious, wondering what Wang Ya would choose, whether the target of the Twelve Main Lines' succession would be changed, and who the target would be.

In any case, the main lineage of the Dream Phantom lineage, the Blood God Wizard, and the other two can never be replaced.

The main lineage of formal wizards all knew that it was time for the victors to enjoy the fruits of their labor.

Next, they will be the ones to suffer losses and bleed.

Of course, who bleeds also needs to be considered.

The official wizard of the Water Marsh lineage had the most somber expression, simply because he had once rejected the Nightmare Wizard and was almost certain that he would be on the list.

It would be strange if someone's complexion looked good.

Feeling the convergence of many gazes and the various emotions contained within them, the expression beneath the black lotus mask gradually curved upwards.

The Ghostlight Wizard spoke softly to Wang Ya, "So, what is your choice, Nightmare Wizard?!"

P.S.: I feel like this is a bit short. I'll write another chapter later and try to reach 10,000 words.

(End of this chapter)