Wizard Immortal

Chapter 255 Harvest

"Since there's no way to force it open, we can only enable it according to the original settings."

Rubbing his forehead, Adir looked at the several black boxes in front of him in the dim light and muttered to himself.

The conditions for opening these black boxes are not too difficult. According to the chip's earlier calculations, one only needs to have the bloodline of the Krassians to open these boxes.

The activation condition isn't too demanding; all you need to do is call Thor over.

As the original successor of the Crassus clan, he was absolutely capable of passing the test in terms of bloodline, and opening these boxes should not be a problem for him.

Of course, for Adir, there was an even more direct and straightforward method.

With a thought, a silver-purple crystal appeared in Adir's hand, emitting a faint light in the dimly lit room.

Adir moved his hand, slightly activating the power contained within the Worldstone fragment. A wisp of pale purple power was drawn out and covered his palm, forming a complex purple mark.

Having done all this, Adir reached out and placed his hand on the box, aligning the purple bloodline mark directly with the black box.

The moment the two made contact, a faint light began to bloom on the black wooden box, with the purple clan emblem on it being particularly prominent, radiating a purple glow as if stimulated by something, and began to emerge.

Intricate textures emerged across the entire surface of the wooden box. Some of these textures were familiar to Adir, but many more were unfamiliar. Some were so complex that even Adir found them difficult to decipher in the present moment, and he could only forcibly record them using a chip in preparation for future decoding.

This change lasted for a while, then a mechanical voice rang out from the spot.

"Bloodline test passed..."

As the sound faded, the light before my eyes slowly dimmed.

Adir released his hand, and the lid of the box opened automatically, revealing what was inside.

It was a broken cross-shaped sword with a red blade. It was broken in two, but it hadn't rusted yet and looked brand new.

Looking at the longsword, Adir's eyes narrowed: "A demonic weapon?"

The thought flashed through his mind, and he reached out and cautiously gripped the hilt of the sword. Only after finding nothing amiss did he feel somewhat relieved.

"This material is somewhat similar to Harvey Metal... but there are also some differences; it might be a synthetic material..."

Adir thought to himself as he gently stroked the blade, feeling the sensation in his palm.

After a while, he tried to infuse some magic power into the sword.

A faint crimson light began to flicker on the sword. At that moment, something on the longsword seemed to be activated, and a strange feedback flowed through the sword and directly empowered Adir.

In that instant, Adir felt lighter all over and his strength increased considerably.

He sensed it and found that within the broken longsword was a core containing a complete spell, giving Adir a very complex feeling.

Holding the sword, as Adir continuously channeled his magic into it, the broken longsword seemed to gradually revive and begin to regain its activity, with a faint sense of repulsion emanating from it.

"The traces of its conscious existence, along with this instinctive sense of repulsion, suggest that this longsword was probably at least a high-level magical artifact before it broke."

After carefully examining the marks on the longsword, Adir was somewhat surprised and regretful: "Unfortunately, this magical artifact is broken. The imprint of its former will has been completely erased. Even if it is repaired again, it will only be a high-level demonized item."

"Moreover, there is a bloodline identification on it. Apart from Thor and the Krasus, I'm afraid no one else can unleash the power of this sword."

Shaking his head, Adir put away the broken cross sword and looked to the side.

Beside him, besides the box he had opened, there were two other boxes lying there.

Without much hesitation, he used the same method as before to open the remaining two boxes.

Of the remaining two boxes, one contained a crystal ball. Adir examined it and saw that it was a high-grade knowledge crystal used for storing knowledge. However, it was currently empty, presumably because the knowledge stored inside had been taken away.

The other box contained several jet-black scales, which looked pure black, like black jade, and were very beautiful.

The moment Adir saw those scales, his body reacted immediately.

The moon elf bloodline within him revived uncontrollably, and strands of moonlight began to emanate from Adir's body, a faint aura of bloodline majesty enveloping the surrounding area.

"This is···"

Feeling the spontaneous recovery of his bloodline, Adir was taken aback and looked at the scales in front of him.

After his bloodline was restored, the scene he could see changed somewhat.

On these few light black scales, a faint aura of bloodline majesty was also emanating, and a faint black aura was oozing outwards. Although it was very weak, it was always present.

This situation lasted for a while. After some time, Adir adapted to his new state and then used the jade mark on his forehead to suppress his bloodline again, leaving no trace of abnormality.

Having returned to its normal form, Adir frowned as he looked at the few scales before him.

Having witnessed what had just happened, he had a vague idea of ​​what those scales were. They were probably left behind by the true form of the curse, otherwise, they wouldn't have stimulated Adir's bloodline to the point of instinctively reviving.

After hesitating for a moment, Adir finally put away the scales, as if they were in the Emerald Space.

After all, these are scales left behind by such a powerful being, so their value is definitely not small. Whether they are used to exchange for resources or as alchemy materials in the future, they are a good choice.

After putting away the three boxes in front of him, Adir carefully examined the surrounding room. Finally, unable to find anything, he decided to leave the room.

At this moment, the sky outside was beginning to brighten, another night had passed, and a new day was about to begin.

Following his previous memories, Adir walked forward.

The powerful mental strength brought with it a formidable memory. The roads around him were still familiar, but the village in front of him was no longer as bustling as before.

The incident last night caused too many casualties. Now, apart from a few natives, only a few lucky Krasu people remain in the village.

Because of the drastic decrease in the village's population, surviving indigenous people continued to secretly flee the village last night, leaving fewer and fewer people in the village.

Walking through the village, Adir saw hardly any living people.

This situation only began to change when they arrived at Thor's place.

"Lord Adir, you've arrived!"

Just before we reached Thor's residence, a somewhat surprised shout came from ahead.

Upon hearing the sound, Adir looked up in the direction from which it came and saw Thor standing alone in front of the wooden house.

After a night of excitement, Thor looked somewhat tired, but his face showed great anxiety. Upon seeing Adir, he quickly strode over.

"How is the situation?"

Seeing Thor's anxious appearance, Adir shook his head inwardly and casually asked.

"This is very bad."

Thor's expression was somewhat bitter: "Please go in and take a look at the specific situation, sir."

Without much hesitation, Adir pushed open the door and went inside.

Upon entering the room, a pungent stench wafted out, instantly giving one a feeling of nausea.

Adir remained calm and looked at the large wooden bed beside him.

On the wooden bed, a young girl was lying there, but she looked rather disheveled.

A black mark was spreading across her forehead, now covering half her body, looking quite horrifying.

In the center of the mark, the mark of a black snake is slowly emerging. Although it looks very faint at this time, its basic shape can still be seen.

Lying quietly in bed, Yana's heartbeat had slowed, some of her blood was congealing, and her breathing was slowly ceasing.

A pungent stench emanated from Yana, carrying a powerful spiritual pollution.

"Unknown psychic field detected..." The voice of the chip machine sounded in his mind.

Standing still, looking at Yana's current appearance, Adir's expression remained unchanged as he looked at her forehead.

At this moment, a faint slit appeared on Yana's forehead, right in the center of the black snake mark.

(End of this chapter)