Wizard Immortal

Chapter 273 Conflict

"Mother?"

Standing still, looking at the female elf silently shedding tears in the distance, Adir paused involuntarily.

Having lived three lives, Adir felt somewhat unfamiliar with the word "mother."

In truth, despite having lived three lives, he has not spent much time truly living with his family, except for a brief period in his first life.

In his first life, Adir's parents divorced early in his life, and Adir lived with his father. Eventually, his father fell ill, forcing Adir to drop out of school and go to work in a distant place until he died in an accident.

In his second life, although he retained his consciousness due to his time-traveling ability, he was reborn as an abandoned baby. Fortunately, the welfare system in that world was good, and he eventually grew up safely in an orphanage and achieved a good life through his own efforts.

As for this life, he woke up to find himself off the battlefield. His father had died in a rebellion, and he had only just met his mother.

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, but before long, he withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward.

As he continued forward, various auras began to emerge ahead.

With Adir's keen senses at this moment, he could clearly feel that there were several powerful spiritual forces lingering in the crowd, and they seemed to harbor some hostility towards him.

"He doesn't seem like a formal wizard, but he's much stronger than a third-class apprentice."

Sensing these spiritual fluctuations, Adir remained silent, simply following his senses and looking towards several corners.

His sharp gaze swept across several corners, and the mental energy contained within it instantly impacted them, causing several people in the corners to let out a muffled groan.

Standing in the center of the front line, Andra vaguely sensed what was happening around him. His eyes subconsciously glanced towards where the other three clan leaders were, then he walked towards Adir, a smile on his face: "Welcome to Morningwind City. I am the patriarch of the Oris family..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying force field suddenly erupted around them, spreading within a radius of several meters.

In an instant, Andra's body was frozen in place by this force field, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not move forward.

This change immediately altered the expressions of everyone present.

"Is this power coming from a formal wizard?"

Feeling the powerful force field surrounding her, Lilith's expression changed, and her eyes subconsciously turned to Andra in front of her.

At this moment, Andra's face looked very pale.

Although he knew that someone would definitely try to cause trouble this time, he still underestimated the courage of the other families, who actually invited a formal wizard.

Thinking of this, he turned to look at a corner to the side, where three figures stood up, their faces bearing mocking smiles.

Silence fell for a moment, until after a while, a light footstep sounded.

Looking at the powerful force field surrounding him, Adir remained unmoved and calmly walked forward.

bump!bump!bump!

Even though it was flat grass, it felt like stepping on stone slabs, producing a crisp stomping sound.

As the stomping sounds continued, everyone present seemed to be affected by some force; their heartbeats quickened and their blood began to boil.

This feeling persisted and gradually intensified until it reached its peak, at which point a terrifying muffled sound suddenly echoed in my mind.

boom!!

As if glass had been shattered, a crisp breaking sound came from the spot, accompanied by a huge surge of magical power and a muffled groan.

Following the sound, Andra and the others instinctively looked in a certain direction and saw a middle-aged elf dressed in a black leather robe standing in front of a tree in a corner, exuding a terrifying aura.

His magical aura was terrifying, accompanied by an absolute suppression of mental power, which made Andra and the others present feel a little apprehensive. He was definitely a powerful expert at the level of a formal wizard.

At this moment, however, the formal wizard looked rather miserable. Although his clothes were still intact, blood and tears kept flowing from his eyes, and the fluctuations of his spiritual power became somewhat chaotic in an instant, indicating that he had suffered a heavy blow in the collision just now.

Seeing this scene, several people in the distance subconsciously stood up, and their eyes filled with awe as they looked at Adir.

"What terrifying mental strength."

In another corner, quietly observing the scene, the old elf's expression was solemn: "Without using any magic or borrowing any enchanted items, he was able to reflect another formal wizard's spell back with just his own mental power, causing his mental power to be severely damaged in an instant."

"High Priest, is this person very powerful?"

Beside the old elf, an elven girl named Alice asked with some curiosity.

"Of course it's amazing."

The old elf nodded: "Even I, at the formal wizard stage, would find it difficult to do this."

"However, if it's only this bad, it will be difficult to get through today's trip."

He looked towards a corner and sensed some unusual mental fluctuation, his expression gradually becoming serious.

Snap... Snap... Snap

Suddenly, a series of crisp claps rang out, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

From the direction of the three clan leaders, an elf who looked very old slowly walked out. When he saw Adir in the distance, a look of appreciation appeared on his face.

"Young junior...you're very good..."

He looked at Adir, who was standing quietly in the distance, and spoke slowly, his tone sounding very calm.

The old elf wore a blood-red robe and held a scepter in his hand. He looked very old and sat very solemnly.

A terrifying aura was slowly rising from his body.

Energy particles swirled around him, and under the pull of a terrifying spiritual force, silver rays of light began to condense around his body, appearing dazzling and brilliant, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"Elemental Light!!"

At this moment, witnessing what was happening to the old elf, countless people present were shocked: "This is a wizard in the metamorphosis stage!!"

"impossible!"

Upon seeing this scene from the welcoming party ahead, Andra's face instantly turned pale: "They actually hired a metamorphosis-stage wizard!!"

Even within the entire elven race, wizards in the metamorphosis stage are extremely rare. Apart from the few noble families standing at the top, in other pure-blood families, having even one formal wizard is enough to dominate a region, let alone a wizard in the metamorphosis stage.

In the entire city of Morningwind, only the City Lord's Mansion has a Transformation Stage Wizard in charge, while other families have at most one formal wizard.

"I see···"

In an instant, Andra felt utterly hopeless, finally understanding the thoughts of those major families.

This is a complete brute force attack. Even if there really is a formal wizard, so what? How could a mere formal wizard possibly defeat a wizard in the metamorphosis stage?

How could a mere wizard in the metamorphosis stage possibly withstand a full-fledged wizard's attack, even if it were just a single strike? With prior preparation, Adir would likely be defeated in just a few spells.

The only thing Andra couldn't understand was what price the other party had paid to find a wizard in the metamorphosis stage to help them.

Various thoughts flashed through my mind, and before long, sparks were burning in the sky before me.

Under Adir's watchful gaze, the old elf did not hesitate at all, and the magic power within his body directly burned, forming a dazzling elemental light.

A massive fireball rapidly formed in the sky, expanding to seven or eight meters in length and width in just a few seconds. Then, drawn by a powerful spiritual force, it crashed down onto the earth, its target being Adir.

Of course, to be precise, given the power carried by this fireball, once it truly erupts, it will likely completely engulf an area of ​​several meters in radius, affecting all the members of the Oris family who came to greet them.

Once caught in the blast, given the power of this spell, the outcome is self-evident.

Gently raising his head, Adir looked up at the sky.

In the sky, the fireball was falling rapidly, and the heat and magical fluctuations it carried were so clear that he could sense them clearly.

He remained calm and unmoved, merely raising his hand slightly as he watched the massive fireball fall on his forehead.

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