Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 427 [427] The Soul of White Mist, the Crimson Banner

The colorful rays of the sunset shone from the horizon, seemingly dyeing the earth red with this multicolored spectrum. In reality, it was due to an excessive number of particle energy types and excessive energy pollution, which caused long-term changes to the natural environment.

The trees have disappeared, the mountains have disappeared, and even the earth's strata are now uneven and ravine-like. Dark clouds are speckled with various colors, reflecting sunlight from higher in the sky, creating a shimmering effect. From any angle, you can see different and strange sights.

It will probably take tens of thousands of years for the environment in this place to gradually recover through the natural balance cycle.

A massive number of corpses stepped into the soil, piling up and replacing the original mountain peaks.

The stench of blood filled the sky; if the resentful souls of these extraordinary beings were not properly cleansed, they would give birth to bizarre and grotesque evil spirits.

The four towering towers, the only remaining structures on the surrounding land, were not entirely unscathed. The northern tower was almost cut in half. The Machine God Wizard was not the true Star Wizard after all, and its losses were the most severe.

The defenses of the towers in the other three directions were quite good, and they achieved remarkable results.

"We won! We won!"

"Victory belongs to our fighting spirit; we are the only victors."

"The Nightmare Wizard is mighty, his heart for conquest is mighty!!"

A wizard apprentice let out an excited shout.

The other bloodstained wizard apprentices, frozen on the battlefield, watched the numerous extraordinary creatures fleeing in disarray. Their eyes shifted, and as they came to their senses, they subconsciously joined in the shouting.

The sound continued to travel until it completely pierced through the sky.

The atmosphere of joy spread quickly, overshadowing the bloodshed and death.

The canyon, once a battleground, is now completely under the control of the Heart of Conquest.

Those who emerge victorious will receive an unprecedentedly generous resource reward.

The conquest points gained from hunting extraordinary creatures, the increased authority level rewards for successfully defending and resisting, and many more hidden rewards—the future is promising, and those who survive are the winners.

"It's different now."

High above the southern tower, Polaris held the Netherworld Sword, the wind blowing through her hair and robes as she coldly watched the cheering, jubilant wizard apprentices below.

The wizard Yi Si, who was standing to the side, was stunned for a moment.

Polaris said to himself, "Only wizards who have seen blood and experienced war can forge a true wizard's heart. Every survivor will unleash their hidden potential."

A rare smile appeared on her face. "The will to conquer will usher in an unprecedented peak of power development."

Wizard Yi Si smiled faintly, belatedly realizing something, "It seems that a new formal wizard will soon be born, or, in the terms of the immortal world, a fellow practitioner."

Wang Ya emerged from the laboratory with a thoughtful expression on his face.

A black and white bubble floated in his hand, reflecting the image of a supernatural creature roaring to the sky. Its power was terrifying, and the ocean and mountains were turned upside down by its roar.

However, no matter how earth-shattering it may be, it is ultimately just a world within a bubble. A past dream created by Wang Ya allows Di Libo to relive the years he experienced in the past.

Wang Ya really did gain quite a bit.

Dilipo, the ancient king, was a level-three extraordinary being born 50,000 years ago.

Its formidable strength, along with the territory and resources it has conquered in the canyon, is no longer sufficient for it to advance further, and reaching level four is impossible.

Then the idea of ​​leaving arose in my mind.

Go to the world beyond the white mist.

It had also explored the ice fields in the north and west, venturing tens of millions of meters deep, but found no way out. Instead, the ice fields grew colder and colder, as if it were entering a void, gradually putting pressure and threatening itself.

It ultimately chose to return to the Battle Canyon, preparing to travel to the southern and eastern regions, the areas shrouded in white mist.

It ventured deep into the white mist, and its level three power allowed it to perceive the numerous bone mountains, bone grounds, and the vast number of souls that existed there.

Each one is no weaker than its soul consciousness.

Di Libo was shocked and terrified. The sheer number of skeletons made him wonder if each one had been a Level 3 being in life.

This is a war of annihilation between two great worlds.

Curiosity is a devil that drove it to approach the Bone Mountain and attempt to obtain the Level 3 Souls within.

Being able to devour the souls of beings of the same level is extremely beneficial to it, and can even elevate its soul consciousness power to a higher level.

It could even directly advance to the fourth level of rules that it desires.

However, it was precisely this choice that led to its demise.

The moment it touched the skeleton, the extraordinary creature's physique, which should have been powerful, withered like a flower, instantly losing all flesh and blood, and its extraordinary bloodline. It was an unimaginable, terrifying power, carrying withering, decay, and death, and even, through the connection, began to annihilate its soul and consciousness.

A level-three being, under the erosion of that power, is no different from an ant.

That was the true power of rules, and the level of those rules was extremely high, perhaps exceeding level four and reaching level five, or even level six.

It should have disappeared silently and completely into the white mist area.

But at the last moment, its consciousness and soul entered the mountain of bones and merged with the level three soul entity in one of the skeletons.

These level-three soul entities seem to be allowed to exist by that power of rules.

Di Libo, who was in the process of fusion, survived, but was also fighting against the Level 3 soul entity itself.

Choose the dominant force that will merge the souls.

What's bizarre is that the fused level three soul entity is filled with extreme madness and a massive amount of memory images.

That was the collapse of heaven and earth, the disintegration of planets, meteors piercing the Milky Way, and finally a huge blood-red banner covering everything in sight.

The soul itself was a wizard. All the souls in the skeletons within the white mist area were wizards in life, and were destroyed by that hand.

The extraordinary knowledge existing within consciousness is filled with chaos, making it impossible to determine whether it is correct.

And the moment Dilibo saw that flag, his soul was filled with extreme fear. He couldn't look at it, or it would be destroyed by the blood-red flag.

The process of integration can be terminated, but the choices left for it are all dead ends.

They withdrew from the fusion and were dissolved by the power of the rules of annihilation.

If they continued to merge, they would be killed by the memory of that blood-red flag.

It chose the latter.

Only because the latter still has a glimmer of hope.

However, Di Libo eventually passed away.

Only the remnants of consciousness and soul returned to their homeland. Their last vestiges of reason led them to make some arrangements, but it was merely a matter of prolonging their lives.

The instinct for survival leads to the possession of a physical body.

This is all the information obtained from Dilibo, the soul of the white mist.

It also contains some extraordinary knowledge, but it is incomplete, fragmented, and contains very little useful information.

Time and years will erase everything.

However, what I gained from Di Libo was far more important and valuable than extraordinary knowledge.

At least Wang Ya won't be so passive and clueless when dealing with the white fog area.

With such a bloody lesson before our eyes, we must never venture into the mountain of bones and the level-three soul entities in the white mist area without complete certainty.

Di Libo's remaining consciousness and soul also have precious value.

That is the adaptability of the so-called rule of annihilation to the white fog region.

Wang Ya had an idea: could he use this to his advantage and seize a level-three soul body?

(End of this chapter)