Wizards pursue the truth

The wind howled, and the blood-red and yellow energy pillars eroded and competed with each other, but were eventually overtaken by the blood-red ones, revealing a body filled with a terrifying aura.

The yellow wizard's robes were almost symbiotic with his skin, fluttering backward as his aura fluctuated. The eerie blood-red eyes beneath his crimson hair instilled fear and trembling in every living thing he looked at.

Boom!

Crimson energy was released from his sorcerer body, spreading like ripples on water, reaching tens of thousands of meters, hundreds of thousands of meters, millions of meters. Wherever it touched, explosions occurred in succession, and the sky was stained red with blood.

In the wizard warships of the five major factions in the Frostland, the wizard technology projection could not materialize his existence, as if he did not exist in reality, but only in an illusion.

The wizard Aisha, the royal wizard's pupils contracted, "He is Hans Christian Andersen!"

"Such power, such aura, is it truly at the Radiant Moon level, or has he already taken that step?" The Universal Wizard took a deep breath, his heart trembling.

The Tongtian Wizard's expression was extremely solemn. The mere aura emanating from the opponent filled him with fear, and the particle energy shield of the Tongtian Wizard's warship automatically activated its defense, proving that the opponent's aura possessed the ability to cause harm.

"To achieve such a level with just his aura, what an astonishing magical body, what surging biological energy!" The Hundred Victory Wizard considered his magical body to be powerful, with no one in the Frosty Lands ahead of him, and now he had developed a narrow-minded view of the world.

"Impossible!" The most shocked was the Brahma Saint Wizard. He couldn't believe it. "This is the self-destruction of the Eternal Sun Witch Ship. How could it survive and even suppress the rampaging energy? The Radiant Moon Wizard's witch body should have been obliterated, and his spiritual particles should have been completely eroded by energy."

Things took an unexpected turn.

"It shouldn't be like this, and it can't be like this."

The Brahma Wizard gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. "Even if you survive, your greatest reliance, the special environment of the Death Desert, has been temporarily destroyed. The Earth Vein Dragon won't be able to recover it in tens of thousands of years."

"How can you, alone, possibly stand against the upper echelons of my entire Frostland?"

"Don't even mention you, even if the major Sun-type forces in the core area came, as long as they haven't advanced to the true rule level, even if many Moon-type wizards attacked together, they would only be reduced to ashes."

The yellow aura that the Brahma Saint Wizard transformed into stopped in the inner area of ​​the Death Desert, releasing a group of wizards from various factions.

"Follow me into battle and capture Andersen!"

The Brahma Wizard looked at the few people standing at the front of the wizard group.

In the ensuing battle, formal wizards and Star Wizards were no longer qualified to participate; only those at the Radiant Moon level were capable of fighting.

Three Moonlit Wizards stepped forward, saying, "We are ordered by the Holy Wizard of Brahma to lead an expedition to capture Hans Christian Andersen."

The Brahma Wizard looked at his three trusted confidants with satisfaction.

These are all middle-level forces belonging to his faction, and they will fight tooth and nail.

"As long as we are in the Frosty Lands, there is nothing that our five major powers cannot accomplish by joining forces."

The Brahma Wizard also relayed information to the decision-making wizards of the other four factions.

Without much hesitation, Wizard Aishi agreed to the plan with the permission of Wizard Zunhuang, Wizard Jiutian, and others.

Apart from the Moonlit Wizards who guard the main force, almost all of the five major powers mobilized their high-end forces.

The combined power of multiple Moonlit Wizards was earth-shattering and devastating.

"Alright, let's work together to capture this powerful dragon crossing the river."

Inside the wizard's warship, the Hundred Victories Wizard looked at the projected images of the major decision-making wizards, patted his chest, and revealed a hearty smile.

The enemy is very powerful, and the aura they exude is terrifying.

The Hundred-Victory Wizard did not believe he was invincible.

If that insurmountable barrier were so easy to cross, it wouldn't have stopped 99% of the Radiant Moon's existence.

"Is it about to begin? Andersen, not bad at all."

The Thunder Lord's consciousness split into a deep space, high in the sky, looking down at the tiny scene below. Whether it was the wizard's warship or the flying wizard figures, they all seemed to be magnified to life-size in his eyes. Even the specific faces and the pores on the skin could be seen clearly.

In his view, Andersen was also a top figure who had truly entered the realm of the Radiant Moon, and was not much weaker than the Radiant Moon Wizards in the core area.

"Let me see what surprises this land of outstanding people and beautiful snow still holds for me."

The beings lurking in the shadows are not only the Thunder Lord and the Demon Lord; there are also beings from neighboring areas, using various means to draw their attention to this place.

The commotion caused in the Frosty Land was too great.

The secret behind it has aroused the curiosity of many people.

"This stage is not grand enough to accommodate the revelry of so many minor characters."

Hans Christian Andersen looked down and saw that each of the seven magical bodies possessed different characteristics and abilities.

The Sand Witch Body possesses control over the properties of sand in the world.

That is, to dry, to ingest, to submerge!

Streaks of light representing the existence of the Radiant Moon Wizard pierced the blood-red sky, their brilliance reflecting the spiritual particles, as if opening the gates to all realms; demons of hell, saints of heaven, and ghosts roamed the dark realms. Each reflected realm represented a realm that the Radiant Moon Wizard had been researching, large or small, all radiating a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine.

The Moonlit Wizard used the power of true spirit to manipulate the situation, gaining a brief period of extraordinary burst of power.

Ancient, high-level witchcraft can be unleashed without reservation.

The cost is a period of weakness and a significant loss of combat power.

Hans Christian Andersen calmly observed this, raised his right hand, and a source of power, wider and more powerful than theirs, surged forth from behind him. The enormous black void seemed to lead to the abyss of hell, and terrifying demonic energy manifested into twisted figures, devouring people's consciousness and thoughts.

"I have seven faces, and you are honored to see one of them."

"Playing tricks." The Brahma Saint Wizard did not believe in such illogical things. The Radiant Moon Wizard's spiritual particle energy, besides being tainted by the power of true spirit through meticulous work, permeated with consciousness, also had the ability to connect planes, realms, and worlds, and obtain even more powerful strength from them.

As long as one maintains a connection with that world, the spiritual particle energy within the body is virtually inexhaustible.

The demands placed on consciousness and the soul to maintain one world are already extremely exaggerated, making it impossible for the absurdity of having a second, or even seven, worlds.

Hans Christian Andersen smiled faintly and pointed behind him, "The Sand Demon Realm, the kingdom of the Sand of Despair, show your power and crush these insignificant characters who should be leaving the stage."

"Leave the stage empty for those who truly need it, the real protagonists."

And the only protagonist, of course, is himself!! (End of Chapter)