Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 359 [359] Subject and King? Darkness vs. Nightmare

A chilling aura enveloped the entire pyramid structure, absorbing the light and turning the sky pitch black.

A suffocating atmosphere permeated the area, and the birds avoided it, sensing some danger.

The Blood Wizard's heart pounded. The energy flow inside his mechanical body was malfunctioning. He looked up at the night sky, which cast an eerie and sinister aura over the entire pyramid.

The Dark Wizard has returned and is convening a new Dark Supreme Conference, requiring all official wizards in the Darklands to attend. Only official wizards who are unable to return in time may be exempted from the conference.

For some reason, the Blood God Wizard felt a sense of unease, as if the pyramid structure had become a gaping abyss that would swallow up all the wizards who entered it.

It makes no sense. How could there be any danger in the Underdark? The Underdark Wizard is in charge, and perhaps the Light Wizard will also be present. No one can act recklessly in front of the two Star Wizards.

The Blood Wizard looked at the familiar figure ahead, took a step or two forward, and greeted him.

The Bone Wizard, with a solemn expression, turned to look at the Blood Wizard and spoke up, saying, "Things are a little different now."

The Blood Wizard was stunned and replied, "Is something different? White Bone Wizard, have you discovered something, or are you feeling uneasy like me?"

The Bone Wizard's face was gloomy, and his deep voice echoed, "That was the release of extraordinary fluctuations, and a bit of aura involuntarily leaked from a powerful soul."

"What?!"

"The Dark Wizard!" The Bone Wizard narrowed his eyes, his heart heavy. "The Dark Wizard has become stronger, so strong that I can no longer understand him, or even comprehend or fathom him."

"That's too fast. In just two short years, the Dark Wizard's strength has increased at least tenfold, and that's just my assessment based on his current extraordinary aura."

The Blood Wizard hesitated for a moment before continuing, "If the Dark Wizards become stronger, it will be more beneficial for our Dark Lands, won't it?"

"What you said is indeed correct." The Bone Wizard paused for a moment, then nodded, a subtle glint flashing in his eyes.

"If it is truly as you, Bone Wizard, judged, that the Dark Wizard has risen to such a level in such a short time that his mere aura can make me feel genuinely uneasy, could it be that the Dark Wizard has already become the Radiant Moon?"

The Blood God Wizard voiced a question that had been lingering in the mind of the Bone Wizard as well.

"It's impossible to be sure. The difference between Star Wizards is already significant, and the difference between Moon Wizards is unimaginable."

"Regardless, I have a feeling that something unprecedented will happen at this Dark Council, and I even have a deep-seated sense of crisis and avoidance." The Bone Wizard revealed a complex smile and said frankly, "However, we must attend this Dark Supreme Council."

The Blood Wizard remained silent, simply following behind the Bone Wizard as they entered the pyramid structure.

A chilling aura enveloped them; it was the gaze of a dark wizard.

The Dark Wizards seem to have changed significantly, and we sense a very clear sense of threat emanating from them.

The previous Dark Wizards could never have performed like this.

Not only the two of them, but all the official wizards in the entire Dark Land felt this chilling aura, which clung to and clung to them like a shadow.

One after another, streams of light transformed from formal wizards flew into the pyramid structure. Judging from their numbers, about 60% of the formal wizards in the entire Underworld had arrived.

And this number is still increasing.

Inside the teleportation tower, some apprentice wizards on their journeys bowed, displaying proper wizard etiquette to the officially appointed wizards who were being teleported back.

However, the official wizards didn't even glance at them, as if they had some urgent business to attend to. They came and went in a hurry, transforming into streaks of light and using flight magic to leave.

As the number of these formal wizards coming and going in such a hurry increased, the apprentice wizards went from initial surprise to shock, and finally to complete numbness.

In the dim light and shadow, many figures sat in their respective places.

The North Star, the main vein of the underworld.

The Water Wizard of the Watery lineage stands beside the Saiya Wizard of the Dark Swamp lineage.

The evil sorcerer of the main lineage of evil vengeance.

At the end of the long conference table, where the Blood Wizard, Bone Wizard, and Deadwood Wizard sat Freddy, the head of the Potion lineage. He appeared unusually uneasy, clearly sensing the unusual nature of this meeting.

All the main lineage wizards and the formal wizards of the branch lineages who were supposed to be there were present.

It wasn't just Freddy the Wizard who sensed the unease.

The formal wizards present all subtly sensed that something was amiss in the atmosphere, and the ghost wizards also gave off a very different vibe, with an added sense of unfamiliarity and a lack of the warmth of sharing credit.

Many people glanced at the figure in the lead out of the corner of their eyes.

It was a tall figure shrouded in shadow, most of his body blending into the darkness. Only his hands, supporting his chin, revealed a few glimpses of his fair and slender skin. His hair and bangs fell down, his nose was very straight, and his deep eyes appeared somewhat gloomy under the shadow.

His hair was very long, almost reaching his waist, and he didn't tie it up. He just lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes to rest, as if waiting for something.

The Dark Wizard has truly changed, changed so much, not just in appearance and demeanor, but most importantly, in strength.

The Wicked Witch, also a veteran and formal wizard, kept his eyes fixed on the Dark Witch with a solemn expression.

Like the Bone Wizard, he also sensed the astonishing aura of the Dark Wizard.

The Dark Wizard was not present either; this Dark Supreme Council was entirely dominated and controlled by the Dark Wizard alone.

Time passed by, and almost everyone who was supposed to arrive had arrived, giving everyone a sense of absurdity and ridiculousness.

No way. What a joke. Could it be that the purpose of this Dark High Council convened by the Dark Wizards is this?

Although the number of main branches has increased significantly, the seating arrangement is still based on their respective strength and status.

Without a doubt, the Netherworld lineage and the Dream lineage are on the same level and in the same sequence.

This means that the Nightmare Wizard's strength is comparable to that of Polaris, and he is also one of the two people with the highest strength and status below the first.

But at this moment, there was no figure in the seat of the Illusionary Dream lineage, nor any extraordinary fluctuations triggered by projection magic.

This means that the Nightmare Wizard's projection will also not be available online.

Everyone deduced something, and their gazes turned to the Dark Wizard, their expressions filled with doubt, uncertainty, and a complex mix of fear.

Is it possible that the dark land, which has just settled down, will soon be plunged into new chaos, and that the peaceful and tranquil days will never return?

The Blood Wizard and the Withered Wood Wizard exchanged a glance, both with a hint of panic in their eyes.

The current situation is something that even the Thorn Wizard doesn't know how to handle or deal with.

The Nightmare Wizard did not come.

The Nightmare Wizard didn't come?

The Nightmare Wizard didn't come!

The breathing of all the formal wizards became heavy and oppressive, as if the oxygen in the meeting space was insufficient and would cause people to suffer from hypoxia.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that it became absolute silence, deathly stillness.

The figures of the formal wizards stood like statues, some sitting, some standing, without any other unnecessary movements.

The turmoil raging in my heart was all about thinking about related speculations and possibilities.

There was some kind of conflict between the Dark Wizards and the Nightmare Wizards that they were unaware of. Previously, the Nightmare Wizards had attended every Dark Supreme Council meeting, and even the daily summary meetings held during the war were always packed.

"Senior Sister Kelan, I have to go do what I need to do."

Most of her body was integrated into the Dream Tree, with only her upper body exposed. She was a woman with flesh and blood, and she did not react at all.

It seems to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Wang Ya stood at the edge of Dream Island, quietly watching the Dream Tree and the Wizard of Kelan. His words were also very soft, as if he did not want to wake the woman from her dream.

As the chest rose and fell with each breath, the entire canopy of the Dream Tree rustled, and yellow maple leaves fell continuously from the surrounding foliage. Under the influence of an invisible force, they gathered on the Dream Tree, directly covering it with a layer of maple leaves.

A large amount of pure dream energy formed streams of small tides, circulating on their own and achieving a balanced and stable state.

With Wang Ya's current level of insight, he could naturally see that both the Dream Tree and the Wizard of Kelan were in very good condition.

The Dream Tree has entered its growth period and has already grown a considerable distance.

"Go to sleep, Senior Sister Kelan, you should get a good night's rest too."

Wang Ya raised his right hand, and his sleeve was supported by an invisible medium. Then, black and white bubbles flew out from them, all about the size of a bowl. There were quite a few of them, and they emitted a dim luster. Like fruits, they flew to the Dream Tree and hung among the canopy.

If you look closely, you can see the faces, shapes, and auras of figures in the shimmering black and white bubbles, which are exactly the same as the real people in reality.

Among these people were Green Forest, Mona, Mas, and Sull. They were all wizards who had attended that banquet and had consumed the dream products.

Wang Ya's expression turned solemn. He turned and walked in the direction he was leaving. Behind him, Heart Dream Lake and the entire Maple Leaf Forest seemed to be shrouded in a faint black and white ripple light curtain, as if they were about to leave this world at any moment.

With each step he took, his figure shifted between real and illusory, covering a distance of nearly a hundred meters.

Moreover, the entire span distance was constantly increasing, from hundreds of meters to thousands of meters, and then to tens of thousands of meters. Wang Ya's aura was also becoming stronger and stronger, connecting with heaven and earth, and an invisible aura carrying a torrent of natural particle energy was injected into his body.

Beneath the fair skin, fine black lines gradually formed. The Nightmare Annihilation Mirror had long been filled with particle energy and Nightmare Annihilation Dream Power, even overflowing and forming dissipated high-energy particles, leaving obvious traces in the air.

When Wang Ya stopped, he was greeted by a massive pyramid structure and a deep darkness that shrouded the sky, like a giant face with empty eye sockets staring at him.

Darkness enveloped the pyramids, creating a sense of oppression, unease, and deep-seated fear.

However, behind Wang Ya, an unusual situation arose that was enough to affect the celestial phenomena and change the color of the sky.

All the yellow maple leaves in the entire headquarters followed him, dyeing the sky behind him into a scene of fluttering and falling leaves, which was beautiful and very unique.

Wang Ya's pupils reflected the massive pyramid structure. He took a deep breath and took that final step forward.

The massive amount of natural particle energy it carried formed an energy tide that, mixed with billions of maple leaves, forcefully squeezed into the dark sky, and for a time managed to stand on equal footing.

Such a massive commotion and strange phenomenon naturally alarmed most of the apprentice wizards at the Dark Land headquarters. They pointed and whispered about the situation, their faces filled with curiosity and surprise.

Only a few knowledgeable elders recognized what this represented and the corresponding influence of that celestial phenomenon. Their faces instantly turned pale, and they took several steps back, staring blankly as the two forces influencing the celestial phenomenon clashed and invaded each other.

"What a joke! This...this is going to change everything! Why is this happening? Lord Nightmare Wizard is going to fight Lord Dark Wizard!"

The Dark Wizard opened his eyes, raised his head, and suddenly said to the person directly in front of him, "You've come, but you're late, Nightmare."

Many of the formal wizards then belatedly looked up, their expressions mostly filled with astonishment.

Black butterflies, drifting out of nothingness, accompanied by yellow maple leaves, filled every part of the square table. Under the influence of a mysterious force, they gathered together and condensed into a faint, indistinct figure.

His long black robes billowed, his white hair swayed gently, and he existed between illusion and reality, tangible yet seemingly nonexistent in this world. The black and white raven on his shoulder opened its beak, and everyone present clearly heard a trembling cry.

The shadows and darkness of the entire meeting space became even more intense, as if they had gained a new vitality, capable of changing at will.

The metallic, imposing figure hovered above the square table, its back ramrod straight. Its commanding presence, coupled with an aura of growing terror, caused the air temperature in the entire meeting space to rise abruptly.

In a daze, a unique black and white world unfolded behind that black-robed figure, and many formal wizards could feel the pain in their internal organs with every breath.

At this moment, the Nightmare Wizard looked down from his high position, meeting the Dark Wizard's dark eyes with an imposing aura that seemed capable of pressing down on mountains.

The Dark Wizard's expression remained unchanged, as did his eyes. He moved his lips slightly and said, "Very good method. You've accumulated a powerful aura and maintained an absolute peak posture to face me."

"But it's still just a child's game."

The Dark Wizard straightened up, leaned back in his chair, and placed his hands on the armrests. His gaze was calm, like that of a king meeting his subjects.

"So, what is your choice, Nightmare Wizard?"

(End of this chapter)