Wizard Immortal

Chapter 171 Acquired

boom!!

A violent explosion rang out from the spot, carrying the aura of energy particles that spread in all directions, affecting an area of ​​several meters around and completely corroding the ground.

A large crater, seven or eight meters wide, appeared on the spot, with flesh and blood constantly escaping from the surrounding area. Every bit of flesh and blood was highly corrosive and looked nothing like human flesh and blood.

"This woman is absolutely insane! She actually modified her body to look like this!"

Having narrowly dodged the attack, Warren looked rather disheveled, and couldn't help but curse as he looked at the horrific scene behind him.

Just as he finished off his opponent, he keenly sensed the rising reaction of energy particles, so he decisively pulled Fu Nong behind him and retreated, thus avoiding the attack.

If he had hesitated even slightly just now, he would have been hit head-on by this spell. Although he wouldn't have died, he would have been seriously injured.

At this critical moment, Warren knew better than anyone what the consequences of a serious injury would be.

Having just snatched the item, he casually glanced around, then put the Buddha's Hand down and, ignoring his surroundings, ran off into the distance.

He clearly sensed a certain aura around him, as well as a faint feeling of being watched, so he decisively turned away and walked directly into the distance.

"We're leaving too!"

After regaining his footing, Fu Nong looked around, ignoring the guards and merchants around him, and slowly retreated with his men, leaving.

"Teacher, what should we do now?"

In a corner, watching Warren and his group leave, the group of masters and apprentices exchanged bewildered glances. One of the young men, with a grave expression, asked his master, "The other party was a third-class apprentice, and he was accompanied by a top-tier Grand Knight..."

Meeting his disciple's gaze, the old apprentice gritted his teeth: "Let's chase after them!"

"Although that apprentice wasn't a match for them, he wasn't someone to be trifled with either. That last blow must have injured them, otherwise they wouldn't have left so quickly!"

"If we don't seize this opportunity, we might miss our chance once their family's reinforcements arrive!"

With this thought in mind, he steeled himself, quietly walked past, and quickly headed away into the distance, seemingly preparing to catch up.

Watching this scene from the shadows, Adir shook his head: "Two mere ordinary second-class apprentices dare to cause trouble for a top-tier third-class apprentice. They are truly tempted by wealth and have no sense of mortality."

Those second-class apprentices couldn't clearly see their opponents' strength, but Adir certainly could.

None of the three people who fought earlier were simple.

Although Warren was only a third-class apprentice, he had already met the promotion criteria. Despite his age, he was definitely a top-tier third-class apprentice. Amira was no simple character either, but she just happened to encounter a stronger opponent, which is why she died such a frustrating death.

As for the Gale Knight, Funong, although he looks like just a Grand Knight, he is actually a second-class apprentice. He just hides it very well. In terms of real combat strength, he is probably comparable to some third-class apprentices.

Even if these two are injured, they could easily deal with the two second-class apprentices.

However, Adir was naturally uninterested in how others made their choices.

At this moment, he looked in the direction where the group had disappeared, his figure flashed in place, and he also quickly walked away into the distance.

He was very fast; with his physical abilities, even without using magic, he was much faster than others.

With the aid of the chip, the incorrect markings made by the other party along the way had no effect on Adir, so he quickly surpassed the master and apprentice and found them first.

However, Adir was taken aback when he found the other party.

The scene was filled with corpses, and patches of blood and flesh stained the surrounding black earth red.

In the very center, several people are facing off.

"Leru, why did you betray us?"

Standing beside the corpse, holding a bright green crystal in his left hand, Warren's expression was rather grim.

Beside him, the Storm Rider Frunner, who was very famous in this area, was also in a sorry state. Not only was his left arm hanging limply, but he also had a scar on his chest that looked like it was still bleeding.

"Lelouch? Are you calling me?"

Across from them, a middle-aged man in a black trench coat, with a scar on his face, smiled silently: "You've probably mistaken me for someone else."

"you···"

Seeing the other person's strange appearance, Warren instinctively spoke, but was interrupted by the surrounding changes.

"Looks like I've stumbled upon a good show."

A figure silently stepped out from the side, instantly causing the three people in front to change color.

Because they did not sense anyone's presence.

Their gazes quickly turned in the direction from which the sound came.

There, a robust middle-aged man in a gray robe with an ordinary appearance walked out, a playful smile on his face.

"Who are you?"

Warren's expression changed as he looked at the middle-aged man.

Give me what you have in your hand.

Under Warren's gaze, the middle-aged man remained calm, quietly watching him. The powerful mental energy emanating from him caused the other man's mental sea to feel a series of stinging pains.

"If you want something, then let's see what you can do."

Beside him, the Wind Knight, Funong, also spoke up. At this moment, he held a sword in his only remaining right hand, but his handsome face was resolute.

Opposite them, the man in the trench coat who had confronted them earlier was also looking at the middle-aged man in the distance with an equally unfriendly expression.

But the next moment, their expressions suddenly changed.

An immense sense of mental pressure emanated from the middle-aged man.

Under their watchful eyes, the middle-aged man raised his hand, and in an instant, black mist condensed from shadow particles spread out. A giant shadow serpent, more than ten meters long, quickly raised its head from within, roaring as it charged forward, accompanied by wisps of shadow mist.

Shadow Devourer!!

In that instant, the three men's expressions changed drastically. Faced with this spell, they had no intention of resisting and ran to the side.

boom!!

A violent roar resounded from the spot, carrying the unique corrosiveness of the Shadow Mist, enveloping the land.

As the smoke and dust gradually subsided, a surrounding forest had been completely destroyed, leaving only withered tree trunks lying on the ground.

"A spell of this caliber, and it's instantaneous..."

Warren's face suddenly turned ashen: "You're a certified wizard?"

The other two people around also looked pale and disheveled, clearly affected by the spell.

The power of that spell was even greater than the spell Amera cast before she died. Even though these three were not simple, it was impossible for them to dodge it unscathed.

After all, this was a spell cast by a formal wizard. Although it wasn't a true first-level spell, its power was still astonishing under the master's command, far surpassing that of a third-class apprentice.

Of the three, Fu Nong, who was slightly weaker, had collapsed to the ground. He had been affected by the power of the spell and was now lying on the ground, barely clinging to life.

If it weren't for the demonized item he had on him that had partially neutralized the power of the spell, he probably wouldn't be lying on the ground like this now.

"Damn it...why are official wizards involved?!"

Struggling to his feet, Warren cursed inwardly, but his hands moved without hesitation.

He quickly placed the pale green crystal in his hand and a small pouch at his waist on the ground, then looked at the middle-aged man in the distance: "My lord! We meant no offense. This is the record of the Crimson Sword, and all the magic stones I carry are offered to you!"

Standing there, looking at his decisive manner, the middle-aged man was taken aback, seemingly not expecting the other party to be so straightforward.

He waved his hand, and the spell "Binding of Mana" was activated instantly. A force field extended outward along his mental power, pulling the pale green crystal in the distance towards him.

"It's true."

After taking the crystal into his hand and checking it briefly, he made a judgment in his mind.

Under his examination, the crystal did indeed contain a large amount of information, but it was locked away in a very unique way, making it impossible to read the information before it was thoroughly analyzed.

However, he detected a trace within this pale green crystal that indeed originated from an ancient wizard.

After completing the tests, he looked into the distance at the man in the trench coat, his gaze carrying a strange undertone.

Under his gaze, the man in the trench coat felt a chill run down his spine. A sharp, piercing sensation spread through his mind, making his scalp tingle, as if he were being stared at by a terrifying ancient creature.

He stood up decisively, took out a bag from his person and placed it on the ground, a wry smile on his face: "Sir, this is all I have on me."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the bag in front of him vanished from its spot and reappeared in the distance.

A wisp of black mist slowly rose from the spot, and when the mist completely dissipated, the middle-aged man's figure had vanished entirely.

"Chip, establish the mission, decipher the encryption method of this crystal."

In another vast forest, holding the crystal in his hand, the middle-aged man muttered to himself.

As he walked, he simply tore off his clothes, revealing another set of clothes underneath.

A surge of energy particles rang out, and his appearance rapidly changed, transforming him from an ordinary middle-aged man into a handsome young man.

"The improved version of Transfiguration should be too difficult for a few apprentices to detect."

Walking down the street, looking at the clothes on his feet, Adir muttered to himself.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Adir changed his appearance for this mission.

The reason for not killing the other party directly was due to other considerations.

Wizards have many methods, and the people on the other side are obviously people with powerful backers; who knows what tricks they have up their sleeves.

If you kill the other person directly and brutally, and if you get involved with something, it might cause some trouble in the end.

(End of this chapter)