Wizards pursue the truth

"The black beam pierced his forehead the instant he saw it, taking away his consciousness and soul in the process."

"It's fast, incredibly fast. I can hardly keep up. It's so unusual. I've never seen a Nightmare Wizard with this kind of ability before."

One of the leaders of a race from the Land of Revival couldn't help but say, "This wizard seed named Agul is not weak; he is almost the strongest among the major Sun Seeds."

"But he died, so easily killed by the Nightmare Wizard."

An ancient being, whose life had been accumulated over countless years, squinted and analyzed, saying, "Speed ​​is one aspect, but the black beam of light contains destructive fluctuations, which is extremely unusual. Just from what I can perceive with my naked eye and spiritual sense, there are collapses, destructions, natural tidal collapses, and the internal collision of fire elements, among a series of complex elements."

He skillfully blended so many elements together, maintaining a perfect balance so that they didn't conflict with each other. He used a vast amount of sorcery runes, thus creating this effect.

"How many hidden tricks does he still have up his sleeve? Adding the three ancient great sorceries from before, this is already the fourth one, and each one is quite powerful."

Some exclaimed, "He's not just a dark horse born of luck; he truly possesses unparalleled power and is an absolute formidable opponent for every wizarding seed—a great demon king."

The leaders of the four major Sun-based forces remained silent, their expressionless faces revealing nothing, except for a faint glance sweeping across the ancient altar's tiered battlefield.

It seemed as if he was looking at the Nightmare Wizard, but it also seemed as if he was looking at the wizard seeds of his own faction.

Everyone in the Crimson Society, from the Archmage Aisha to the Archmage Dracula, seemed somewhat uneasy.

There was no good performance, no joy brought by good results.

The most terrifying of all is the Supreme Sorcerer.

Wang Ya's performance far exceeded his expectations.

It's good to perform well, but performing too well can put too much pressure on you.

The atmosphere in the spectator area was too oppressive.

The Venerable Sorcerer couldn't help but transmit his thoughts to the Sorcerer Aisha, sighing, "I still underestimated the Nightmare Sorcerer. I knew his potential was immense, and once it was unleashed, it would be limitless. But ultimately, the Crimson Society limited his potential."

Achieving a ranking that allows them to advance to the Star Master Tournament is their minimum requirement, enough to maintain their current power and status while also having some extra resources.

Wang Ya's current performance is too outstanding, and he even has the ambition and trend to compete for the top ten, or even the first place.

This was completely outside their consideration.

The greatest dream that the Venerable Wizard had ever had was for Wang Ya to be able to advance into the top fifty.

"I'm saying, just in case, on one possibility, that the Nightmare Wizard actually did it."

The Wizard Ashe took a deep breath. "I don't know either. Let's just take it one step at a time."

It won't have to wait until then.

The current performance of Nightmare Wizard is something the Crimson Society can no longer handle.

"He is destined for a higher level, no longer constrained, and so remarkable!"

Wang Ya possesses several ancient sorceries, each with its own origin, derived from his past years of accumulation, as well as inspiration and insights from the many traditions of the Crimson Society.

Of course, the most important help comes from the sparks of wisdom that ignite within the Crimson Forbidden Gate environment.

That state of constantly generating inspiration and discovering unknown, unfamiliar, and extraordinary knowledge is so captivating that one cannot extricate oneself from it.

If it weren't for Wang Ya's sufficient rationality, coupled with the help of the Eye of Truth, which allowed him to constantly monitor his own condition...

He might even fall into it, be completely affected by that state, and suffer a great calamity.

It became part of the contamination.

He had some guesses and ideas about what was behind that door.

But ultimately, it's not a level he can reach right now.

[Great Disaster and Robbery]

The original inspiration came from the Green Goblin Wizard's path of natural disasters.

Wang Ya was inspired, and the subsequent inheritance of the Pillar of Calamity and the battle with the Calamity Wizard further refined this idea.

Finally, in the Crimson Forbidden Land, the edges of this sorcery were perfected, forming an extremely powerful destructive sorcery.

What appears to be an ordinary black light, if released even slightly, could destroy matter and life within tens of thousands of meters.

To create a forbidden zone for life with extremely terrifying energy radiation pollution.

Wang Ya slowly lowered his finger, the view before him gradually changed, and he turned and walked towards the higher tiered space behind him.

The transparent, ripple-like membrane passed through, and the sound of war drums accompanied the burning of beacon fires, turning into black smoke that filled the sky. A figure, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time, stood with his back to him, wearing a black wizard's robe. As if sensing something, he turned around, revealing an old, thin, ugly face that looked like skin and bones.

His eyes were sunken, like black voids filled with viscous black liquid.

"Hehehe, such delicate skin and tender flesh~ If I could peel off your skin and make a new standard, it would become a masterpiece treasured in my collection."

"Ugh!"

Wang Ya also sighed.

The old wizard in black robes was taken aback.

Wang Ya shook his head regretfully and said, "It's a pity. You're not a rare species, just an ordinary human, and you've chosen the path of a dark wizard. What a shame!"

"The paths of black wizards and blood wizards have become intertwined, which has caused problems. Your inherent value has been greatly reduced, so I have no intention of using you as an experimental subject, placing you on the experimental table, or even as a collectible."

The old wizard in black robes suddenly turned grim, his sunken eyes fixed on him. "You have a pair of eyes that are good enough, and a clever mouth. I hope your strength is as formidable as your mouth."

"I've changed my mind. I will not only skin you alive, but I will also preserve your eyes and keep your soul there to endure eternal loneliness and torment."

"You will be the eyes that witness my wizarding path, and witness me ascend to that glorious day."

Wang Ya remained silent, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

He slowly raised one of his slender fingers.

The old wizard in black robes looked extremely grim. "You're humiliating me!"

"I am the Wizard of Death, from the Land of Rejuvenation—the Hand of Death, renowned on our ancestral planet, and destined to become the Supreme Path of Death."

"You will regret what you are doing now. The blood and fire of the ancient altar will temper you into ashes, and I will become the biggest fire."

"You will not have any chance of rest, except death, and more death."

As soon as the words were spoken, a thick black color stained the sky, covering the blood-red rain and turning it into ink.

"The Deathly Sky Curtain!"

The old wizard in black robes let out a shriek.

All light vanished, and an ancient sorcery related to death and darkness seemed to be mixed with other true meanings.

Even just a glance from him was enough to send chills down my spine.

Wang Ya's expression remained indifferent and calm. He moved his lips slightly and said, "The tempering of blood and fire, the endless replenishment of external particle energy, the true meaning of never dying completely is to keep killing until the very end."

"Will you be crushed and obliterated time and again, becoming a mindless living dead? Or will you become a mad, demonic battle maniac? Or will you forge a path of transformation, becoming one of the few who persevere to the end and reach the top of the ladder—just one person!" (End of Chapter)