Wizard Immortal

Chapter 254 Annihilation

Before a campfire, Thor's figure darted about quickly, trying to run towards Adir.

His only thought at that moment was to run to Adir's side and then get Yana and her daughter away from this place as soon as possible.

As for staying to fight these monsters, he never even considered it.

There were far too many black-clad monsters in front of him, not only numbering in the hundreds, but each one was also extremely powerful, far beyond what a flesh-and-blood body like his could possibly contend with.

If he stays to fight, he will be of no use at all, leaving Adir to fight alone.

However, even with great confidence in Adir, Thor still believed that Adir could win against hundreds of black-clad monsters alone.

"not good!!"

Halfway there, this thought suddenly popped into Thor's mind.

Before him, the figure of a black-clad monster silently appeared, its body emanating a faint black aura, and its scarlet eyes staring silently at Thor with extreme stillness and indifference.

Looking at Thor before him, the black-clad monster gently raised his arm, and a huge black claw slashed down, accompanied by a biting cold wind.

boom!!

A terrifying impact suddenly rang out, and before Thor could react, the black-clad monster in front of him vanished instantly, having been violently blasted away and crashed into the ground.

Adir appeared where the other had been standing, turning slightly to look at Thor in front of him.

Get up.

He looked at Thor, said something seemingly casually, and then disappeared from the spot again.

In the darkness of the night, a light suddenly appeared.

Standing in the center of the arena, Adir waved his hand, and the tangible spiritual power in his mind instantly ignited, releasing a spell.

Several fireballs appeared instantly on the spot and, under Adir's control, quickly crashed into several black-clad monsters nearby, making a series of loud noises.

bump!!

Several explosions rang out in succession, and then the bodies of several black-clad monsters were torn to pieces, turning into faint black mist that dissipated in the surrounding area.

The powerful explosion attracted the other black-clad monsters in the vicinity, while also leaving Thor and a few other survivors somewhat stunned.

"this···"

Seeing the several black-clad monsters easily dealt with by Adir in the distance, Solton was momentarily stunned, a strong sense of contrast rising in his heart.

Through the connection of blood, he could easily sense the power emanating from these black-clad monsters. Each one of them, if placed outside, could probably wipe out a small town without any problem, but now Adir had dealt with several of them with ease, as if it were easier than killing chickens.

The contrast made him instinctively cover his eyes and slow his pace slightly.

"His strength is roughly equivalent to that of a top-tier third-class apprentice."

In the center of the arena, Adir didn't think too much about what the people around him were thinking.

These cursed black-clad monsters are indeed very powerful, but that depends on who they are compared to.

To ordinary mortals, these black-clad monsters are invincible, but to Adir, who is now almost a second-level wizard, they are nothing special.

With the power of a mere third-class apprentice, let alone a peak first-class wizard, even an ordinary transformation-stage wizard could be wiped out in no time; they are simply not on the same level.

"Since we have so many test subjects, let's try that one."

Standing still, having roughly tested the strength of the black-clad monsters around him, and looking at the hundreds of black-clad monsters surrounding him, Adir had this thought flash through his mind.

bump!bump!bump!

A series of heavy footsteps sounded in unison, sounding extremely orderly.

Under Adir's gaze, the black-clad monsters around him began to slowly approach, their heavy footsteps creating a strong sense of oppression.

But before they could get close enough, a terrifying aura of bloodline majesty rose from the center.

A faint, thin moonlight enveloped the surroundings, and in the darkness, Adir was shrouded in a silvery veil, and then his entire appearance began to change.

As if a seal had been broken, his eyes quickly turned silver, and his pure black hair also turned pale silver. A spiritual radiance enveloped him, making Adir appear incomparably holy, like a born son of the moon god, with a flawless and extremely exquisite appearance.

A calm and peaceful aura spread from the spot, carrying a mysterious power that quickly soothed the hearts of those around, and the fear and despair that had enveloped them slowly melted away, allowing them to quickly regain their composure.

This change continued until the very end, when a terrifying aura of bloodline power erupted instantly, causing those around who could sense it to change color instantly.

Those indigenous people who survived by chance were alright; as ordinary people, their bloodline and innate spiritual power were very low, and they couldn't feel this majesty at all.

But the Krassians who inherited the bloodline of the ancient wizards were different. Their expressions changed instantly, as if something was pressing down on their hearts, and even their movements became somewhat unnatural.

The stronger one's bloodline and the greater one's mental power, the more unbearable this feeling becomes. For example, Thor was already sweating profusely, his blood boiling uncontrollably, making him feel like every drop of blood in his body was trembling.

This is the aura of the ancient moon elves. Even without any deliberate targeting, the mere instinctive dissipation of their aura is enough to intimidate countless people.

The terrifying aura continued to dissipate, and in the dim sky, specks of starlight began to burst forth.

Like a shattered galaxy, endless silver moonlight illuminated the sky, making the dark night crystal clear, and the power contained within enveloped the land within hundreds of meters.

The light was gentle yet powerful, containing the power of the moon elves, which was now fully unleashed by Adir.

Like light shining on shadows, under the beautiful moonlight, the bodies of hundreds of black-clad monsters began to slowly dissolve, their flesh melting into the moonlight and turning into wisps of black mist that dissipated.

Once the figures of the hundreds of black-clad monsters around them had completely disappeared, the moonlight that shone around them slowly dissipated, leaving only the figure in the center of the arena.

With all these results, Thor felt the terrifying pressure disappear, and his trembling blood began to calm down.

He stood still, composed himself, and then looked ahead.

In the center of the arena, as the hundreds of black-clad monsters around him disappeared, Adir returned to his previous appearance.

The silver light in her eyes dimmed, and her pale silver hair began to fade, turning back into black hair. The spiritual radiance that had once filled her body was also covered up. Although her exquisite appearance still looked excellent, it no longer had the stunning feeling it had before.

"As expected of someone with the bloodline of the moon elves, even before fully growing up, the power they can unleash is already so terrifying."

Using the Emerald Mark to suppress the Moon Elf bloodline within him once more, Adir couldn't help but marvel at the power he had just felt.

Just now, he did not use his full strength. The attack, launched purely on instinct, annihilated hundreds of black-clad monsters around him, whose strength was comparable to that of a third-class apprentice.

The power brought by this bloodline alone, if converted into the level of a wizard, would probably be no match for most wizards in the metamorphosis stage.

Moreover, this power comes entirely from the bloodline and does not require the mental energy to be consumed like magic. It is as natural as breathing, a kind of instinct of one's own body, and does not require much effort.

"Lord Adir, are you alright?"

Thor's voice could be heard from afar.

Thor quickly ran from a distance to Adir's side. Looking at Adir, who had returned to his normal form, Thor felt a sense of unreality.

He still remembers when he first met Adir. At that time, due to some accident, Adir also fought a black-clad monster head-on.

At that time, although Adir's performance was relaxed, he was not yet at the level where he could easily wipe out hundreds of black-clad monsters as he is now.

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but feel a bit conflicted.

"Let's go."

Standing in front of Thor, looking at Thor's appearance, Adir didn't think too much about it. He simply looked at Thor and said, "Yana is still waiting for you to pick her up."

At this moment, looking at Thor, some survivors around began to slowly gather, but their gazes toward Adir were filled with awe.

Adir initially didn't want to pay attention to these survivors, but considering that they were descendants of ancient wizards and that there might still be some ancient artifacts in their clan, he chatted with them for a while.

After a while, when Thor brought Yana and her daughter back, Adir, led by several Krassus, walked into a spacious house.

"This is where Elder McDormand used to live. There are some things that our Krass clan has preserved inside."

As he approached the house, an old voice rang in Adir's ears.

"Is it alright for me to go in like this?" Looking at the spacious room, Adir nodded and then asked the old man in front of him.

"It's alright."

Hearing Adir's words, the old man in the fur robe in front of him gave a bitter smile: "You are a friend recognized by Lord Thor, so you are qualified to enter here."

"And you just saved us all."

He paused for a moment, then added, "However, there aren't many things here. When the disaster struck, many things were destroyed. Only a small portion was able to be moved out in time. There might not be anything you're looking for here, sir."

"It's okay."

Adir shook his head, then glanced at the wooden house in front of him, and strode forward.

Behind him, watching him walk in, the old man in the fur robe sighed, then turned and walked away into the distance.

Stepping into the wooden house, a spacious hall comes into view.

Standing still, Adir looked around.

Around the hall, there were many things, including various bone fragments, broken weapons, and even several bottles of potions containing some unknown substances.

The surrounding scene looked messy, with all sorts of things scattered everywhere, and it was unclear what they were for.

Looking at the things scattered around him, Adir patiently examined each item one by one.

Most of the things here are useless, but there are some valuable ones, such as books that record some experiments and a book about witchcraft.

Adir flipped through the books. The knowledge inside seemed rather simple, and the books themselves didn't appear to be very old. They were probably left by later wizards, not the original ancient wizards.

It is likely that there were wizards in the Krass clan before the loss of the wizarding tradition. However, the desert environment was too barren, and without sufficient resources, they could not reach higher levels and thus slowly disappeared.

As for the messy things in front of him, Adir guessed that McDo had brought them here for research, but judging from the situation, he hadn't figured out much.

After gathering up the few books that were still of some value, Adir continued walking forward.

Leaving the lobby, there was only one room inside.

After regaining his composure, Adir stepped forward, opened the door to the room, and went inside.

The room contained very few items, except for a wooden bed, some furniture, and a few black wooden boxes.

Adir stepped forward and looked at them. On each of these black wooden boxes was engraved a purple mark.

It was a purple rose, and on it was a strange mark that looked somewhat like some kind of secret message.

Adir was not unfamiliar with this mark; he had seen it frequently since arriving in the village with Thor. It was the emblem of the Krass clan.

These wooden boxes in front of us must have been left by the ancestors of the Krasus clan.

Adir examined the boxes and found traces of some kind of witchcraft array inside. The array was very complex and even Adir found it somewhat troublesome.

"The chip records the magic array and analyzes the method to break it."

After briefly testing the existing magic array, Adir frowned, then gave an order to the chip in his mind.

"Task established... Estimated completion time: half an hour..." The next moment, the voice of the chip in my mind rang out.

Hearing the chip's voice, Adir didn't react much. He simply turned around and looked around, preparing to use this time to see if anything else had been missed.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

When the chip inputted the analysis results into his mind, Adil frowned immediately.

According to the analysis results of the chip, the witch array attached to these black boxes is extremely complex. It was sealed with powerful force when they were made, and the wooden boxes were made into a special enchanted item.

According to Adir's speculation, the wizard who created these black boxes was probably at least a level two wizard. Even with his current knowledge, he couldn't understand some of the techniques inside, let alone unravel them.

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