Wizard Immortal

Chapter 146 Teaching

Standing before two skeletons on the vast black plain, listening to Adir's words, everyone, including Thor, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of their mouths.

They always avoid anything strange or eerie, fearing that something unexpected might happen.

Although what we see before us are just two dead monsters, if we carry them with us, no one knows what unexpected things might happen along the way.

Seemingly understanding everyone's thoughts, Adir said, "The power in these two blood corpses has disappeared. As long as we are careful, there shouldn't be any more accidents."

Hearing this, Thor nodded, suppressing the slight unease in his heart, and directed his subordinates to clean up the two skeletons.

After doing all that, they walked around the area again.

Although the forbidden area in front of us is very dangerous, it is filled with powerful distorted radiation, which has almost wiped out all life in this area.

However, even in such harsh conditions, some unique life forms have emerged, adapting perfectly to the current environment and taking root here to survive.

In this area, Adir found a kind of grass that was entirely black, which was very inconspicuous against the surrounding dark earth.

After some preliminary testing, it was found that this black grass has a unique property: if someone accidentally ingests it, it will cause extremely strong hallucinations, and may even lead to a breakdown and death.

Because of this effect, this herb was called the Necrophyte by Thor and others, and regarded as a strange and terrifying poison.

However, in the hands of wizards, this black necromancer grass is very useful and can replace many unique materials.

"Although this forbidden area is somewhat dangerous, the environment here is quite suitable for cultivating the Necromancer Flower."

After searching the surroundings and taking in the sights, Adir couldn't help but think of something.

The Necromancer's Flower is an extremely rare material, requiring a very special environment to grow and is extremely difficult to cultivate.

Under normal circumstances, the Necromancer Flower needs to be watered daily with venomous blood to grow slowly.

However, the current environment is very compatible with the growth environment of the Necromancer Flower. According to the chip's simulation, if the Necromancer Flower is planted around here, it will not only not need the blood of vengeful people to water it, but its growth rate will also be much faster.

"Once things settle down, we can try finding a forbidden area to test it out."

Standing there, looking at the faintly visible ruins of the village in the distance, Adir thought to himself.

Speaking of which, the seeds of the Necromancer's Flower in his possession originated from the wizards of Ancient Armor City. Over the years, many of them had been used up in experiments, and only a few remained.

They glanced back at each other, then slowly walked away into the distance, leaving the place behind.

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As night fell, the campfire gradually ignited, releasing light and heat that attracted some creatures from the surrounding area.

bump!!

As the heavy object landed, the surrounding ground seemed to tremble.

"This is the third one already."

Hearing the sound, Thor turned to look in the direction from which it came and said with some envy.

The others around him were the same, looking in the direction from which the sound came, feeling relieved but also a little envious.

They were already familiar with this sound over this period of time. Each sound signified the fall of a powerful mutated creature.

Looks like that's all for today.

On the other side, looking at the tall insect beast that had fallen in front of him, Adir turned and walked towards the campfire behind him.

In this world, mutated creatures seem to possess a unique aura that can be sensed by other mutated creatures, causing ordinary beasts and mutated creatures to automatically stay away, thus serving a certain repelling function.

Therefore, apart from the initial encounters, the number of mutated creatures that Adir can encounter in a single night is also quite limited.

Quietly walking back to their original spot, they found that, except for one or two people, the rest of the group had already rested.

Seeing this, Adir shook his head, not wanting to disturb their rest, and walked straight outside.

A dozen meters away, he found a flat spot and drew the sword from his waist.

A silver sword light shone in the darkness, and gusts of fierce sword wind swept across the surroundings, disturbing the vegetation.

Sitting by the campfire, quietly watching this scene, Ariel hesitated for a moment, then, unable to suppress her longing, stood up and looked towards Adir in the distance.

Like her, there was also Thor on the other side.

They watched Adir's figure wielding his longsword in the distance, their eyes filled with the same fervor and yearning for greater power.

The sword light created by Adir's longsword and the fierce sword wind fascinated them, making them yearn to possess it.

Not long after, under their watchful eyes, Adir sheathed his longsword and returned.

"How are you feeling?"

Standing by the campfire, feeling the gazes of Thor and Ariel, Adir smiled.

"Amazing swordsmanship, terrifying strength."

Thor's face showed an expression of awe: "Such terrifying power, I have never seen anyone else possess it except for you, Lord Adir."

Ariel nodded in agreement, agreeing with Thor's statement.

"Would you like to learn?"

Listening to Thor's words and looking at the two people in front of him, Adir maintained a smile and spoke directly.

Upon hearing this, the two people in front of him felt a stirring in their hearts, and a surge of passion began to rise within them.

"Lord Adir...you must be joking with us..."

Suppressing the burning passion and excitement in his heart, Thor barely managed to remain calm and tentatively began to speak.

He asked himself, if he had such power, he would never teach it to anyone else.

Therefore, although he was tempted, he was afraid that it was a test from Adir and dared not show any interest.

"I'm not joking."

Meeting his gaze, Adir maintained his smile and quietly looked at Thor before him.

He was definitely not joking.

Having come into this world alone, although his own strength is considerable, he is still only one person, and many things are quite inconvenient without help. If he could properly train some subordinates, they could be of some assistance.

The Thor in front of me is quite good. He is a nobleman who not only owns land but also has good abilities.

Of course, the most important thing is that he himself has the qualities to become a knight, which is why there is a need to train him.

"Come with me."

After a while, Adir stood up and quickly walked away into the distance.

After hesitating for a moment, Thor stood up and walked away into the distance.

"Take up your sword and attack me."

In the darkness, by the light of a distant campfire, Adir looked at Thor before him and spoke to him.

Upon hearing his words, Thor was taken aback at first, but then without hesitation, he drew his longsword from his waist and charged towards Adir.

His swordsmanship was not as precise as Adir's, but it was equally skillful and ruthless. He immediately thrust at Adir's vital points without any unnecessary movements.

The next moment, his body flew backward.

A sharp pain shot through his body, causing him to let out a muffled groan.

Although Adir didn't use his full strength in that attack, his hand was imbued with a bit of the life energy unique to knights. While it wouldn't be fatal, it would cause a terrifying, excruciating pain.

Enduring the excruciating pain, Thor quickly stood up.

"Continue until I say stop."

Seeing his appearance, standing still, Adir continued to speak.

The next moment, Thor charged forward again, carrying an aura of fearlessness and murderous intent that was enough to terrify anyone.

Boom! Boom!

The sounds of collisions and thuds echoed continuously, followed by the thuds of people falling to the ground.

Lying on the ground, Thor couldn't remember how many attacks he had taken head-on; he only felt excruciating pain all over his body, making him wish he could just pass out.

But even so, his mind became clearer and clearer, and he was not affected at all.

"strength···"

Gritting his teeth and relying on sheer willpower, he struggled to his feet and charged madly toward Adir.

With a muffled thud, he was once again sent flying by Adir, crashing heavily to the ground.

"You can stop now."

Standing still, Adir was very satisfied with Thor's performance.

He knew all too well the pain inflicted by his own attacks. Most people would be unable to stand up after being hit a few times; they would be overwhelmed by the intense pain.

Thor, however, was different. Despite the accumulated pain, he had endured so many blows head-on without collapsing. Even Adir admired his extraordinary perseverance and couldn't help but pay more attention to him: "You are too old. Under normal circumstances, it would take at least several years to gain a certain level of strength."

"In order to speed up this process as quickly as possible, we have no choice but to use some drastic measures."

"I see."

Silently rising from the ground, feeling the intense pain throughout his body, Thor managed a wry smile, indicating his understanding.

As a mature nobleman, he understood the principle that one must pay the price to gain something. Even for an ordinary elite warrior, it takes a long time to hone their skills and strengthen their body, let alone acquire the power to confront mutated monsters head-on.

In his view, Adir's strength, which allows him to confront the bizarre head-on, is probably the result of rigorous training since childhood, and could not have been obtained without effort.

After a while, he forced himself to endure the pain all over his body, slowly walked over, and sat down in front of the campfire.

At this moment, he looked rather miserable. Not only were his clothes in a sorry state, but he also had many small wounds all over his body, caused by friction with the ground when he fell, and they were bleeding.

He paid no attention to his wounds, simply sitting quietly in front of the campfire, silently enduring the pain.

After a while, the extreme pain in his body gradually subsided, and a warm feeling came from his body, which startled him.

(End of this chapter)