Wizard Immortal

Chapter 283 Pressure

"Is this the legendary path of bloodline trials?"

On the spacious flat ground, at that moment, many people, including Adir, frowned.

Among the elves, the Path of Bloodline Trials is a widely circulated legend. Not only the genius elites of these wizard families present, but even some illiterate elven commoners know this legend.

Legend has it that the path of bloodline inheritance is a path of trials. Only those who successfully traverse this path can gain the recognition of the sage elven ancestors and receive the legendary inheritance left behind by the Elf King.

In many elven epics and biographies, this path of bloodline inheritance is often an ancient trial that the protagonist must undergo. Its fame is so great that even Adir, a wizard who has always stayed in the outside world, has heard of it.

"I probably don't need to explain what the path of bloodline inheritance is."

Standing on a high platform, the middle-aged female elf's sleeves fluttered in the breeze, and her black hair swayed gently: "Here, I would like to emphasize the reward this time."

"Those who reach the end of this trial will be received by the High Priest and King Kana, and will receive a generous reward."

"The top three are even more qualified to become the High Priest's students."

Upon hearing this, many of the trial participants present had their eyes light up.

The so-called High Priest holds a unique position among the elves, not only second only to the kings of the royal court, but also possessing immense strength.

In particular, the current high priest is said to have been a second-level wizard a thousand years ago and is still alive today. His strength is probably beyond anyone's imagination.

"High Priest..."

Standing in the corner, listening to this somewhat familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar word, Adir muttered to himself, recalling the scene he had experienced in the ruins of the Elf King.

Among the ruins of the Elf King, the elf who left behind the Moon Goddess Sacrifice appears to have been a high priest in his lifetime.

"The same identity, but I wonder if that deceased elven high priest also came from here."

He looked up and watched the elven woman in front of him explain things, and this thought flashed through his mind.

"Let's begin!"

Standing on the high platform, after explaining the general precautions, the female elf in a white robe nodded gently and then announced the start.

As soon as the words were spoken, the participants looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally, including Adir, they all walked forward.

"It's another trial, and compared to the one ten years ago, there seem to be several times more people this time."

After all the trial participants set off, the middle-aged elf, who had remained silent throughout, spoke up from the high platform: "I just wonder how many of these trial participants will be able to complete the entire journey."

"That's not easy."

The old elf beside him spoke indifferently: "Even if there are more people this time, I estimate that no more than three elves will be able to complete this path in the end."

He looked down at the hundreds of trainees below and spoke coldly.

"Let's just wait and see..."

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tread···

A series of trampling sounds echoed around.

Standing before a silver road, Adir stepped down and slowly walked forward.

As he slowly moved forward, a faint pressure was pressing down on him, accompanied by a resonance deep within his bloodline and a slight throbbing.

The silver path before him was filled with a power that was very familiar to Adir, and it was now fully activated, resonating with the part of the moon elf bloodline within Adir.

"This is... the power of the moon elf's bloodline?"

Walking silently along the road, feeling the faint resonance of blood within his body, Adir muttered to himself, somewhat surprised.

Within his body, a silvery power was glowing, flowing throughout his entire body along with the blood.

This is a power that moon elves are born with, originating from their bloodline, and it is extremely powerful.

At this moment, the road in front of them was filled with the power of the moon spirit.

A vast amount of moon spirit power permeated the entire road, forming a unique effect through an extremely complex arrangement.

"Main body blood flow is increasing... Body structure is slowly optimizing..." The voice of the chip machine was ringing in his mind.

A three-dimensional image of the human body appeared before Adir's eyes.

Through the messages transmitted back by the chip, Adir was able to clearly observe the subtle changes within his body.

The Moon Elf power before him actively activated the Moon Elf bloodline within him, causing his body to be stimulated by the surrounding Moon Elf power and begin to slowly change, developing in a better direction.

However, perhaps because Adir is a pure blood moon elf, the degree of this optimization is very slight. If the chip hadn't actively prompted him, Adir wouldn't have even been able to notice it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn around and look to the side.

The road ahead was wide, and although hundreds of people entered at once, only a few were with Adir.

However, compared to Adir, the other trial participants did not have it so easy.

While the power of the moon elves that permeates the path of bloodline inheritance can cleanse the bloodline and make the moon elf bloodline within the elf's body more active, it also brings a strong oppressive force.

Because the journey has been short and the surrounding energy is not strong, most of the trial participants have not changed much. Their complexions have only become rosy due to the accelerated flow of blood in their bodies.

"The stronger the moon elf bloodline within, the less pressure one needs to withstand under the same power."

Observing the other trial participants around him, Adir remained silent, silently analyzing in his mind: "But for those with weak bloodlines, the longer they persist and the greater the pressure they experience, the greater the benefits they will receive."

He silently recited the words to himself and looked at Latina beside him.

To his right, Latina, dressed in a purple robe, had her exposed skin now completely red.

That was an external change caused by the rapid flow of blood in her body, which also shows how much pressure she was under at that moment.

Compared to the other trial participants around her, her bloodline aptitude was definitely among the lowest.

The vast majority of those who come to participate in the bloodline trial are geniuses with rich bloodlines and superior talents. Their aptitude is generally fourth-grade, and third-grade aptitude is considered to be a drag on the overall performance.

Compared to this group of people, Latina's second-class qualifications were naturally far inferior.

Therefore, she was under the greatest pressure at this time.

(End of this chapter)