Wizard Immortal

Chapter 251 Black Clothes

"I slept okay."

Thor sheathed his sword and smiled at Adir, who was walking up beside him: "Solana cried again last night, which was a bit of a headache."

To his words, Adir laughed and said, "Isn't this normal?"

Hearing this, Thor smiled and stood beside Adir without saying anything.

They walked away from where they were. On the way, Thor hesitated for a moment, looking at Adir beside him, before asking, "Lord Adir, did you hear anything last night?"

"sound?"

Adir was taken aback, but quickly realized what the other party meant.

The pitiful howls from last night were not only heard by Adir, but probably by Thor as well.

Given the powerful spiritual energy brought by the bloodline of the other party, it is not impossible to sense the fluctuations of that spiritual energy. However, the senses are certainly not as direct as those of Adir, who was able to understand the essence of that voice.

These thoughts flashed through his mind, but outwardly, Adir didn't directly answer the question. Instead, he asked, "Has anything happened here today?"

"no."

Having been diverted from the topic by Adir, Thor stopped asking questions and began to answer Adir's questions seriously: "However, I heard that there will be a party here tonight to welcome us."

He paused, looked at Adir, and asked in a low voice, as if hinting at something, "Is there a problem here?"

"Not entirely sure yet."

Adir shook his head, his expression calm: "However, be as careful as possible."

"Lord Thor, Mr. Adir, you're awake." A loud voice rang out from afar, instantly attracting the attention of Thor and Adir.

On the other side of the path, a robust middle-aged man with a scar on his face stood watching the two of them. He was none other than Sir, who had brought Adir and his group here earlier.

He stood there, dressed in thin black clothes, his scarred, hard face looking tired, and he seemed listless, like someone who hadn't woken up properly.

"Syl, you've come."

Seeing Syl dressed in all black in the distance, Thor greeted him with a smile, then asked with some curiosity, "You look tired. Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Maybe."

Syl shook his head, trying to look more energetic: "I had a nightmare last night, which is probably why I didn't get enough rest."

"What kind of nightmare was it?"

Walking down the street, there weren't many people around. Thor quickly walked to Syl's side and casually asked.

"I don't know, I can't quite remember."

For some unknown reason, Hill's face contorted for a moment before quickly regaining its composure, his entire face stiffening as if wearing a mask.

Thor didn't notice these details, assuming it was just due to the person in front of him being tired, and didn't think much of it.

But behind them, Adir, who had remained silent since Sir's arrival, could see everything clearly.

In that brief moment, a wisp of black energy clearly flashed across Syl's stiff face.

Behind him, Adir's face was calm, and a hint of silver began to appear in his deep eyes, making him look exceptionally conspicuous and beautiful.

This is the Moon Elf's Eye, one of the Moon Elf's bloodline talents, which allows them to see the flow of spirit and energy.

Normally, due to the effect of the jade mark, Adir's bloodline power is suppressed by most of it, and it can only be restored when the seal is broken or when he actively activates it.

At this moment, under the gaze of the Moon Elf's Eye, the scene before them suddenly changed.

Beside Thor, Syl was still present, following him and chatting with him.

However, in the Moon Elf's Eyes, the other party's appearance had become extremely terrifying.

His body had lost all life, and his face was as pale and ashen, like a corpse, with faint signs of decay.

The other person's eyes were filled with a blankness and death, like a dead person, and the color of their pupils had changed from black to scarlet.

A faint black aura emanated from the creature, drifting into the distance. The overall appearance was terrifying, resembling a walking humanoid corpse, exuding an eerie aura.

Silently watching this scene, Adir's face remained calm, as if he hadn't seen anything, his gaze only fixed on Thor beside him.

A similar black mist shrouded Thor, trapped within his body and suppressed by another purple power, preventing him from unleashing his full potential.

This is the curse on Thor, which is currently suppressed by the bloodline within him and cannot yet erupt.

Observing this scene, Adir lowered his head slightly, his gaze remaining fixed on Sir, silently observing.

It was early morning, and the sun was slowly rising in the sky. In the peaceful village, some indigenous people were already heading out to prepare for their day's work.

Thor, oblivious to the strangeness of the person beside him, walked and chatted with him as they went.

"Alright, that's enough for now."

After walking for a while, they came to a wooden house. Syl stopped, looking as if he had recovered from his previous exhaustion. He spoke more and more naturally, without any of the stiffness he had shown before.

And this was also the case in Adir's eyes.

After just a short while, Jingjing's appearance changed drastically. Although her face was still pale, like a corpse, her scarlet eyes had returned to normal, and even the billowing black aura around her was shrinking.

With these changes, the other person appeared more energetic, and their tone of voice and facial expressions became more natural, gradually returning to normal.

Having witnessed all of this, Adir remained silent, only giving the other person a deep look before leaving, and then followed Thor into the house.

After walking a few more steps, with a creak, Thor pushed open the door of the wooden house, revealing the scene inside.

Behind the wooden door was a spacious hall, where long wooden tables were set up with food on them.

Meanwhile, several people were already sitting in the lobby, seemingly having breakfast.

One person in particular caught Adir's eye.

It was a little boy who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old. He was dressed in all black and looked quite cute, but his facial expression seemed a bit stiff, as if he was a little shy.

However, in Adir's eyes, there was something unusual about this little boy.

Similar to Syl before him, in Adir's view, this little boy's face was also pale, and his eyes were a striking crimson, filled with a deathly stillness.

"What's wrong?" Thor's voice came from in front of him.

Sitting opposite Adir, Thor looked at Adir with some confusion.

"Don't you think there are a lot of people dressed in black here?"

Adir turned his gaze to Thor and said something casually, then lowered his head and ate his breakfast.

"In black?"

Opposite Adir, listening to Adir's words, Thor's heart skipped a beat, as if he had remembered something important.

"Indeed... since yesterday, there have been far too many people dressed in black in this village."

The thought flashed through his mind, and then he looked at the other people in the hall.

In the hall in front of us, there are five people sitting here, three of whom are dressed in black.

"Perhaps it's just a coincidence..."

After observing silently for a while, Thor couldn't figure out what the problem was, and he frowned in thought.

They quickly finished their breakfast there, then left and returned to their rooms.

Because they had the rare opportunity to encounter their former tribesmen, and because Elder McDormand persuaded them to stay, they originally planned to leave the following morning, so they stayed there that night.

Soon, as night fell and darkness gradually descended, a bonfire began to rise in the center of the village.

Bonfires were lit all around, and on a high stage, several indigenous girls were performing a strange dance.

However, when Sol and Yana stepped out of the room, they were suddenly stunned.

In the center of the village, everyone had come out to participate in this grand party.

However, apart from the natives, the Krass people were dressed in a very uniform manner, and most of them, including Elder McDo, were dressed in black.

Upon seeing this, Adir's words from earlier in the day resurfaced, and a strong sense of unease welled up in Thor's heart, causing him to frown.

"What's wrong?" Yana's gentle voice sounded beside me.

Looking at the party in front of her, she didn't think as much as Saul did. Holding her child in her arms, a smile appeared on her pale face: "Let's go take a look."

"it is good."

After listening to her words and hesitating for a moment, Thor nodded and then pulled Yana forward.

At this moment, a group of people gathered around, and a lively atmosphere arose all around, with children playing and adults cheering. The enthusiastic atmosphere eased Saul's unease and made him feel more at ease.

Humans are, after all, social creatures, and being in such a lively environment, one will naturally relax.

"Thor, aren't you coming over to take a look?" A loud voice rang out from afar.

Thor looked up and saw Syl, dressed in a thin black outfit, waving at him with a seemingly hearty smile on his face, on another high platform: "This is a party prepared for you!"

"Let's go take a look."

Feeling the enthusiastic atmosphere before her, Yana smiled and looked at Thor beside her, saying softly, "It's been years since we've felt this way."

Looking at Yana, Thor hesitated for a moment, then nodded and walked straight ahead.

As he walked, he happened to see a young man dressed in white walk past him, carrying a piece of roasted meat. An idea struck him, and he immediately stopped the man: "Why are so many people dressed in black tonight?"

Looking at Thor in front of him, the young man in white also had a puzzled look on his face: "I also find it strange. No one notified us, but it's as if the others made an appointment and came out one by one dressed in black."

Looking at the young man, Thor asked a few more questions, but finally couldn't get anything out of him, so he walked forward.

He walked towards Sir and the others, and soon began to play with them, as if he had returned to his childhood, playing and frolicking with his people.

On the other side, looking at the expressions of Thor and the others, Yana quietly held the child with a smile on her face, as if she was thinking of the past.

"Why don't we go in together?"

An old voice suddenly came from beside me, accompanied by the sound of footsteps.

Hearing the sound, Yana turned around and saw an old man in a black robe standing there, his eyes fixed on the child in her arms.

"I no longer have the strength to be like I used to be."

Looking at the old man before her, Yana remained calm, showing no sign of emotion: "You know, the curse on me is about to erupt."

"But you, Elder Mike, why aren't you with others this late? What are you doing sitting here?"

She looked at the old man in front of her and asked, her words sounding very calm.

"I just wanted to confirm something."

Mike gave Yana a deep look, his expression as cold as ever: "Please come with me."

He left those words behind and walked away without attracting anyone's attention.

Behind him, listening to his words, Yana subconsciously frowned, feeling somewhat hesitant.

But while she was still hesitating, her body instinctively moved forward, silently following behind McDormand.

"How could this be? My body!!"

Feeling her body moving uncontrollably, Yana was immediately filled with horror: "Thor!"

She wanted to call out her husband's name, but found that she could no longer control her body at all, and couldn't even speak. She could only stiffly follow behind Michael, walking forward.

At this moment, within his body, the curse that had been under control was erupting wildly, even faintly breaking through the seal placed by Adir and beginning to affect her body.

"Where do you want to take me?"

Looking at Mike in front of her, she instinctively shouted out those words, which startled her.

"Don't worry, I don't have complete control over your actions. As long as you don't cause me trouble, you can say whatever you want." McDormand's voice came from ahead, but compared to the past, it had a colder tone now.

"As for where I want to take you, you'll soon find out."

Standing in front of Yana, Mike silently raised his head and continued walking forward.

They walked forward, and soon a wooden building, seven or eight meters high, came into view.

(End of this chapter)