Wizard Immortal

Chapter 203 The Man of the Night

Standing before the manor gates, Thor's expression remained unchanged as he looked at the two guards blocking his way: "Get out of the way! This girl is for Lord Adir!"

"Oh···"

One of the guards let out a sneer: "If Lord Adir wants women, there are plenty of young and beautiful girls willing to climb into his bed. How could he possibly be interested in the kind of trash in your arms?"

"You can go and ask Lord Adir yourself!"

Thor's expression remained unchanged, his eyes meeting the guard's directly without showing the slightest fear.

"you···"

Seeing Thor's appearance, the two guards hesitated for a moment, but still did not make way for him.

Standing there, watching their hesitant expressions, Thor's expression remained unchanged, but his back was almost soaked with sweat, clearly indicating that he was also very nervous.

"Let him in." A voice came from afar, drawing their attention.

Following the sound, they looked into the distance.

In that direction, a handsome young man in a black robe stood with another man in a nobleman's robe, their faces calm, seemingly admiring the flowers.

"this···"

Seeing Adir standing in the distance, the two guards hesitated for a moment, but eventually stepped aside to let Thor walk in.

Thor glanced up at Adir standing in the distance, then lowered his head guiltily and quickly walked to the other side, not daring to linger under the other's gaze for long.

Standing quietly in the garden, watching the other person's figure leave, Adir remained still without saying anything.

"A very interesting child." A hoarse voice, weathered by time, came from the side.

Looking at Thor holding the girl in the distance, the burly middle-aged man sighed, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

"It's clear that this child has a story to tell."

Looking at the middle-aged man beside him, Adir smiled and said, "Lord Adela, what brings you here to see me today?"

"Don't say that." Adela laughed heartily. "Adir, you are my most honored guest. Now that you're on my turf, I'll naturally treat you well."

"Perhaps," Adir shook his head. "Have those lizardmen been dealt with?"

"Everything's alright for now."

Yadra spoke up: "Compared to us, their strength is not superior. They've been hiding there all this time, it seems they're preparing for a long-term standoff with us."

"How is the situation outside?" Adir asked.

"It's terrible." Adela shook his head. "Our situation here is alright, but the Kingdom of Guno to the east has collapsed. It's said that apart from a little girl who survived, the rest of the royal family was slaughtered, and large swathes of territory and resource points have been occupied by the Swamp Kingdom."

"The dark wizards to the south are also restless. It is said that a dark wizard alliance has been formed recently and is now allied with the Swamp Kingdom, launching a frenzied attack."

"Of course, these things are irrelevant to us for now."

At this point, he laughed and said, "Everywhere else is embroiled in fierce battles, and the Swamp Kingdom's forces are all tied up in other battlefields. It's impossible for them to send wizards to our remote place."

Hearing this, Adir remained silent, simply nodding quietly.

"In a few days, I will host a banquet, both to celebrate the defeat of those damned lizardmen and to welcome you."

After a while, Adela spoke again: "Don't rush to refuse. There will be many wizards attending the banquet. Although they are all apprentices, they are still considered to be people in our circle, representing the wizard families around here."

"You'll be staying here for a while, and during that time you might need to deal with these families again if necessary."

"Alright." Only after hearing this did Adir nod in agreement.

After a short while, they chatted for a few minutes, and then Adela walked outside.

Alder stood quietly alone in the garden, silently observing the surrounding scenery.

On the other side.

"Damn it! It's completely useless!"

In the cramped room, looking at the girl lying on the bed, Thor was covered in sweat and sat weakly on a wooden chair beside him.

Lying quietly on the bed, the girl looked somewhat different from before. The tattered red robe she had been wearing had been changed, and the dirt on her face had been carefully wiped away, revealing a face that looked rather pretty.

She lay quietly on the bed, her eyes closed as if she were asleep. Only the black mark on her forehead remained, and its color seemed to be much darker than before.

Looking at the girl's appearance, Thor gritted his teeth, stood up from the wooden chair he was sitting on, and continued to walk to the bedside. A rough, large hand quickly reached out.

A faint white light appeared in his palm. As he exerted his strength, the light in his hand became more and more obvious, shining on the girl's forehead and making the black mark fade a little.

This situation lasted for a while. After a while, the white light in Thor's palm disappeared, and he collapsed to the ground as if he had used up all his strength, panting heavily.

Without the suppression of the white light, the black mark on the girl's forehead continued to deepen and expand, exuding an evil power that attracted people's attention.

"no···"

Seeing the ever-expanding mark on the girl's forehead, Thor's face showed despair: "The curse is about to erupt, and my power cannot suppress it."

boom!

A strange noise came from outside the door.

Instinctively, Thor looked outside and saw a scene that horrified him.

The wooden door trembled slightly, making a creaking sound.

Outside the door, a black shadow was slowly gathering, looking like a messenger returned from hell, making Thor tremble.

The next moment, Thor's vision blurred, and all the strange things he had seen vanished instantly.

A surge of heat rose from his chest, barely calming him down, and his eyes regained their clarity: "Time is almost up, I can't stay here any longer, or I'll definitely be affected by the erupting mark."

"But Yana, she..."

He turned to look at the girl on the bed. On her forehead, a black mark was spreading and had now reached her neck.

Having gone through a similar process, Thor knew that these were symptoms of the imminent eruption of the mark. Once the mark spread throughout his body, it would be time for a complete eruption.

Thinking of this, Thor gritted his teeth and walked outside.

Time was passing outside, and as darkness fell, the burning sensation in Thor's chest grew stronger.

A cold wind was blowing, and in the light of the torch, he saw a scene.

It was a black-clad figure shrouded in darkness, his entire body concealed by black robes and enveloped in wisps of black mist, making it impossible to discern anything about him. He was quietly walking towards them.

Time seemed to stand still. In the empty manor, the guards who used to stand at the gate were gone, and everything around was quiet, leaving only Thor and the man in black.

Hiding quietly in the garden, Thor watched the man in black with terror in his eyes. A burning sensation in his chest was rising, and something that had been suppressed for a long time was being affected deep within him, seemingly about to erupt.

A very itchy sensation swept through his body. On his forehead, influenced by an unknown force, a faint mark was appearing, looking exactly the same as the one on the girl's head, only much fainter.

The mark seemed to be suppressed by something. Although it was drawn out by external forces, it was always suppressed and only appeared faintly. In the end, it was suppressed by a white light.

But at this moment, Thor was no longer in the mood to care about any of this.

At this moment, all his attention was focused on the man in black in the distance, his eyes fixed on him, but he dared not make a sound.

Having witnessed this scene before, he knew that the man in black was drawn by the aura of the mark on Yana's body, and would not normally affect anyone else.

However, he was different. He also carried a curse, which, although suppressed by power, had not yet erupted. But if he dared to stand in front of the other party, it would be a different story; he would definitely be harvested by the other party beforehand.

Click! Click!

A hoarse sound echoed from all around, much like the sound of a rocking horse spinning and swaying.

Under Thor's watchful eye, the man in black quietly walked to the door, an arm shrouded in shadow reaching out as if to open it.

bump!!

The arm struck the wooden door, making a crisp sound.

Looking at the wooden door in front of him, the dark figure suddenly hesitated, and his outstretched arm involuntarily retracted, as if he had encountered something that was obstructing him.

Inside the room behind the wooden door, a girl was lying quietly on the bed, her body covered with black marks.

On the girl's chest, a purple stone lay quietly, emanating a unique aura that made the men in black outside hesitate.

A faint white light emerged from the purple stone. Although it was very weak, it was definitely there and subtly restrained the man in black, preventing him from continuing forward.

"efficient!"

Hiding in a corner of the garden, watching this scene unfold, Thor felt a sense of relief: "The power stored on the sacrificial stone hasn't been completely exhausted yet. At least until the power is depleted, he can't go in and take Yana's life."

"Tonight should pass safely."

The thought had just flashed through his mind when he froze.

A strong, burning sensation was rapidly surging through his chest, as if it were telling him something.

Ahead, standing quietly in front of the wooden door, blocked by the light from the purple stone, the man in black seemed to sense something and silently turned around, looking in a certain direction behind him.

He walked silently in that direction, each step light, as if he had no weight at all, leaving no sound or footprints.

In the direction he was heading, Thor felt a chill run down his spine, and his scalp tingled.

"What should we do? What should we do?"

The burning sensation in his chest intensified, his scalp tingled, and he felt powerless in the face of his current situation.

He had exhausted all his strength, and the only way he could stop the opponent was by targeting the girl. Now, faced with this situation, he was completely helpless.

"Damn it!"

He gritted his teeth and tried to get up, but found that he had completely lost his strength.

The marks on his forehead were constantly emerging, and he was using all his strength to suppress them. Now he didn't even have the strength to run away.

He watched helplessly as the man in black approached from afar, his figure shrouded in black mist drawing ever closer to where he was hiding.

"Found you..." A hoarse voice came from nearby, like a traveler who had been thirsty for a long time in the desert, his words filled with deathly silence.

Standing in front of Thor, the man in black reached out a hand and reached for his forehead.

boom!!

The moonlight spilled across the earth, enveloping the man in black and blasting him far away, where he crashed into the distant ground.

"I...among the living?"

Stunned by the scene, Thor looked away.

At the end of the garden, Adir changed into a white robe, which was very conspicuous in the moonlit night. At this moment, waves of spiritual fluctuations were wrapped around his body, causing the surrounding energy particles to gather around his body.

He glanced at the man in black who had been blasted away in the distance, and gently raised his arm.

A ray of moonlight emanated from before him, the power of the moon goddess's light illuminating the area and enveloping the man in black. It continuously came into contact with the black aura on his body, emitting a hissing, corrosive sound.

Roar! !

A roar came from afar.

Having been attacked and interrupted twice in succession, the man in black couldn't help but focus his gaze on Adir. After raising his head, a pair of strange red eyes were staring at Adir, filled with a deep sense of death.

Under Adir's gaze, his form began to change, rapidly coalescing into a tall monster with pale arms amidst the surging black mist.

The distant roar reached his ears, and the next moment, the monster appeared before Adir, its pale claws reaching out and grabbing directly at Adir's head.

The intense moonlight began to dissipate, and bursts of light began to vibrate, constantly gathering and dispersing, as beautiful as real moonlight, yet filled with murderous intent.

boom!!

Under Adir's gaze, and after being struck by the moon goddess's light, the pale monster exploded, purified by the intense moonlight, its organs scattered everywhere, and quickly turned into stone-like things.

After a while, the stones softened rapidly, and wisps of black mist evaporated from them before disappearing as if they had never existed.

Standing still, quietly watching this scene, Adir frowned, feeling somewhat puzzled by this phenomenon.

"They actually managed to take down the Reaper head-on..."

Sitting in a corner of the garden, Thor stared blankly at the whole process, almost speechless.

After the black-robed man disappeared, the marks that had been triggered by his aura ceased to erupt and were suppressed by his power.

In his vision, everything around him seemed to come alive again. The guards in front of the gate were still there in the distance, and the chirping of insects came from all around, all of which made him feel the beauty of this real world.

(End of this chapter)