Wizards pursue the truth

Chi Chi!

The moment the black beam of light bursts forth from the fingertips signifies that the strike has been completed.

The crimson giant projected its massive, blood-and-vital body, its swung fist frozen in place. A crescent-shaped hole appeared between its brows, corresponding to the lifeless, soulless eyes of the black-robed figure below. Black energy further eroded the edges of the wound between its brows, annihilating consciousness and soul.

This is complete inactivation at the level of the Unreal Trisolarans.

Almost no living creature could survive.

The black-robed wizard was no exception.

Maintaining the punching motion, seemingly bursting with energy and power, he shattered the surrounding environment, creating a vacuum realm.

In reality, everything inside was destroyed.

If lower-level life forms enter a certain range, they will still be suppressed and killed on the spot by the residual power of the black-robed wizard.

Wang Ya lowered his right hand, not casting another glance at the black-robed wizard.

no need.

The other party has no other value.

The world changed, and a portal of light hung in the sky, illuminating the staircases and paths below.

Wang Ya walked in.

The many beings in the spectator space were not surprised that Wang Ya was able to defeat the black-robed wizard.

Compared to the previous wizard seed opponents.

The black-robed wizard is already considered to be in a relatively weak category.

He was not even as good as the sorcerer Shunyi.

It would be unusual if Wang Ya couldn't kill him easily.

Of course, in the real world, the existence of black-robed wizards represents the pinnacle of power in those revitalized and near-star regions.

The cultivated wizard seeds can reach this level.

The future development of the power can be considered promising, and there is no risk of decline.

"It's almost over. There are fewer and fewer new faces left, and only a limited number of opponents will remain. The final one to be chosen at the top of the ladder."

"The Divine Punishment Wizard, the Crimson Crystal Wizard, and the Nightmare Wizard—only these three can be chosen. The remaining wizard seeds either fail or lack the potential and foundation to reach the top."

Many high-level beings shared their opinions based on the current situation.

After the news spread, it gained widespread acceptance.

Even the wizarding communities of the four major Sun-based powers could only silently accept this explanation.

Failure is failure.

The facts cannot be changed.

They only hoped that the wizard seed represented by their faction could occupy the highest possible ranking.

At the same time, it is hoped that the Divine Punishment Wizard can suppress all sides and defend the honor of the Sun Witch Clan.

"It's definitely possible. Trust the Divine Punishment Wizard. Even if that Nightmare Witch has some skill, I don't believe he can defeat the Four Sun Witches."

"The power of the Divine Punishment Wizard is widely acknowledged. He has never been defeated so far, and other wizarding seeds are not even qualified to touch the back of the Divine Punishment Wizard."

"The glory of the stars belongs to us, and no one can take it away from us."

The deity listened to the surrounding sounds, expressionless. Regardless of the final outcome, the long-standing stalemate had been completely shattered by the influence of variables.

If the Divine Punishment Wizard can win first place.

There is still room for things to turn around.

If not

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the deity.

It all stemmed from the Nightmare Wizard, an unexpected variable.

Many backup plans have been prepared.

The choice will be made after the stars have faded.

The Demon Lord wore a faint smile, his eyes flashing with blue light, but his consciousness seemed to have lost some of its dynamism.

In reality, the area where the headquarters of the Temple of the Gods is located is a vast ocean with no end in sight. The seawater is azure blue, with wave after wave, and a large number of sea beasts live in it. There are also many extraordinary races that have taken root in various sea areas and created the corresponding environments for their communities.

Islands, comparable in size to continental plates, serve as coordinates dividing different sea areas, each with its own enormous palace buildings. Among them, the most striking is the colossal blue statue in the plaza directly in front of the palace. It is formless and shapeless, its face indistinct, yet undeniably real.

Each statue possesses unique characteristics and a distinct aura.

There were many wizards sitting cross-legged in the square, some with furrowed brows, others with beaming smiles.

The individual's spiritual consciousness interacts with the aura of the statue, resulting in a unique complementary and interchangeable exchange.

This is precisely the core practice of the Temple of the Gods—the meditation of the gods.

Anchor the god in your inner self-awareness with a real idol.

He considered himself a god and embarked on the path of a wizard.

If Wang Ya were here, he would realize that this is the ancient faith of shamans, the path of shamanic rituals, but it has been modified in many ways, to the point that it is almost unrecognizable.

But the results were remarkably good, truly extraordinary.

A massive surge of particle energy coursed around the temple statues, providing energy for the wizards seated in the plaza.

The Demon Lord withdrew his gaze from below, and the attendant wizard waiting on the control panel of the small warp ship bowed slightly.

"My Lord, you are ready to jump through space at any time. The spatial node has been anchored in the Frosty Land."

"Have you figured out what those people are doing?"

The attendant wizard replied, "The census plan is just a cover. They seem to be looking for someone. It appears they have identified their target and gathered most of their forces to head to the 'Death Desert,' the no-man's-land in the Frostland."

"Aside from major events like regional wars, the fact that a powerful force has been able to unite the entire Frostland is truly intriguing."

The Demon Lord's clone leaned back in the soft chair, a faint smile on his lips.

Compared to the original body, this clone possesses only half the power.

However, he is still at the level of the Moonlit Wizard and is not much weaker than a typical Moonlit Wizard who has reached the end of the road.

In terms of knowledge inheritance alone, this clone is far superior to other Radiant Moon Wizards.

In a battle, he could easily overwhelm multiple wizards of the same level.

They also possess the trump card to turn the tide of the battle.

Her gaze fell on the projection screen in front of her, on the operating system, on the "taboo" text related to weapons.

Below the corresponding icon, according to the unlock level, the first level has been unlocked.

The forbidden artifact belonging to the Temple of Gods, the 'Heart of Gods and Demons,' bears the imprint of aura and transmits power to its corresponding carrier, enabling it to exert a trace of the forbidden artifact's power.

The four major celestial powers have unique names.

"The bearer of the vessel" and "Imitation of forbidden witchcraft artifacts"

The latter is a replica device imprinted with a trace of the power of a genuine forbidden artifact.

Those things that exist beneath the surface of rules can often exert power beyond the ordinary.

"I want to see what secrets this land of frost and snow, a land of outstanding people and abundant resources, holds."

Amidst the swirling sandstorm, this deathly desert, a forbidden zone for life, should not have been visited by a large number of living beings. At this moment, as a pure white beam of light struck the center of the death storm, the life-devouring black sand lost its self-nature under the high-energy impact and condensed into a crystalline state.

"Andersen, you have nowhere to run now." (End of Chapter)