Wizard Immortal

Chapter 285 Moon Goddess Baptism

"The power of shared origins."

Standing on the high platform, Adir looked solemnly at that corner: "It's not just pureblood, but the powerful force that only a pureblood moon elf who has reached adulthood and is truly at their peak can possess."

"What terrifying power of the moon goddess..."

On the other side, Andrew also stared solemnly at the silver longsword, feeling an immense sense of majesty and pressure emanating from it: "This is the legendary sword of the last Elf King? It's practically become a high-level magical artifact."

Both Adir and Andrew are among the best of the elves. One is a dark elf prince from the underground world, and the other is a pure-blooded moon elf. The moon elf bloodline in his body far surpasses that of others, and he can sense more things.

On that longsword, they could clearly feel the majesty and terror of the former Elf King.

That was power comparable to a level four wizard; if it were in the present day, it would be enough for one person to wipe out the entire Silver Mist Forest.

Even the slightest trace of power left behind by such an existence is enough to terrify people, involuntarily making them want to kneel in submission, and causing an immense fear to rise in their hearts.

Despite this feeling, Adir felt a strange throbbing in his heart, as if something in the dark was calling to him, making him involuntarily want to walk towards the direction of the sword.

"This feeling..."

Feeling a call from the depths of his bloodline, Adir's heart stirred, as if he had sensed something.

Within his mental sea, the previously ethereal spiritual energy was churning, and a large amount of information was transmitted to his mental sea through some kind of connection, instantly engraved in Adir's memory, and could not be forgotten.

Those were messages from part of the Moon Goddess's Ritual meditation method, which flowed out of my mind automatically at that moment.

"The path of bloodline inheritance, the inheritance within it, will probably fall to this sword."

Looking at the silver longsword in the distance, Adir pondered for a while, and combined with the reaction that had occurred to his body, he quickly realized this.

bump!!

A series of crisp echoes rang out continuously, along with the unique sounds of the longsword being drawn, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

There was a moment of silence, and then a silver light shot into the sky.

A massive radiance enveloped the area, its silvery glow like the cold moonlight, illuminating the surroundings.

Under the awe-inspiring gazes of the surrounding elves, the exquisite longsword was glowing, its immense majesty as deep as the ocean emanating from it, causing all who could sense it to change color.

"I can't move my body!!" A series of horrified cries echoed from the audience below the stage.

In the audience below, the elves were horrified, their bodies enveloped by the immense aura of the bloodline, their faces covered in cold sweat, unable to move an inch even with all their might.

Its imposing, vast, and terrifying presence stirred the blood of the elves present, making them yearn to prostrate themselves in worship.

"What's going on?!"

Sitting upright before the palace, witnessing this scene, King Casta abruptly stood up, his face filled with shock: "Without being actively activated, why has the Moon King's Sword awakened for no reason?"

As the king of the elves, King Cast's strength is beyond doubt. He has already gone far among the second-level wizards. Even though he felt the terrifying majesty of the Moon King's Sword, he could still barely stand up.

The old elf in blue robes standing to the side couldn't help but frown, sensing that things were getting out of control.

Brilliant rays of light kept appearing around, and the surrounding area, spanning several miles, was bathed in moonlight, illuminating it extremely brightly.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the brightest light shone down in an instant, finally enveloping the entire platform and the two elves.

"What's going on?!"

Perched on Andrew's shoulder, feeling the terrifying aura emanating from him, the raven began to shrink back, and couldn't help but exclaim, "How did this sword suddenly come back to life?"

"Andrew, did you do something?!"

"It wasn't me!"

Andrew's expression was solemn. He was also pressed down on the spot by that enormous bloodline majesty, and could hardly straighten up.

He looked at the long sword in the distance, and was somewhat horrified: "I have read about this sword in ancient books."

"The most likely explanation for this situation is that the sword sensed a sufficiently powerful Moon Elf bloodline, and the magical artifact consciousness within it began to awaken instinctively."

He gritted his teeth, looking somewhat incredulous: "But how is this possible?"

"How is this possible?"

A muttered voice echoed from the spot.

Seeing this scene before them, many of the elven wizards present seemed to have realized something. Their faces were filled with shock as they stared blankly at the high platform, at Andrew and Adir standing on it.

To be precise, they were looking at Andrew.

In the previous bloodline trial, Andrew was the first, so theoretically, he has a much greater chance of being recognized by the Moon King's Sword.

Therefore, apart from a few people such as Andra and Curtis, most people's attention was focused on Andrew at this time.

The legend of the Moon King's Sword was once widely circulated in the Silver Mist Forest. Now that it has revived on its own, seeing the scene before it makes it easy to make connections to certain things.

Under the expectant gazes of countless people, Andrew failed to stride confidently toward the path of trials and become the master of the Moon King's Sword, just as they had imagined, like the protagonist of an epic legend.

On the contrary, he was under immense pressure at that moment.

As he was enveloped in the radiance of the Moon King's Sword, he felt a moment of excitement, even believing that he had truly gained the sword's recognition and could become its master.

However, the harsh reality tells us one thing: he was overthinking it.

Even under the radiance of the Moon King's sword, his body remained immobile, an extremely terrifying pressure emanating from the depths of his bloodline, making it almost impossible for him to stand up.

"The power of that sword... is repelling me."

His expression was complicated as he felt the terrifying pressure and couldn't help but look at Adir.

"This feeling..."

Standing on the same high platform, as the light shone on him and he felt the call that emanated from his entire body, Adir's lips twitched involuntarily.

He had previously thought of maintaining a proper balance, neither standing at the forefront of public opinion nor failing to command attention.

But aside from this unexpected event, his plans are likely doomed to fail.

The Moon King's Sword is the legendary sword of the last Elf King. It contains the pure power of the Moon Elves and has been nurtured by the Elf Royal Court for countless years, making it a high-level magical artifact.

What other reason could there be for such a high-level magical artifact to revive on its own, besides sensing the pure Moon Elf bloodline within it?

Standing still, although he did not feel immense majesty, Adir could feel his blood boiling.

Deep within his bloodline, something resonated with the distant Moon King's Sword, making him almost unable to control himself and instinctively want to move forward.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the contents of the Moon Goddess's Sacrifice kept surfacing from his memory, and the immense power of the Moon Spirits couldn't help but emerge.

If it weren't for the suppression of the jade mark, Adir would probably have already revealed something by now.

Even so, he could feel the jade mark straining, its power rapidly being consumed in order to suppress the strange movements within him.

"never mind."

He shook his head with a wry smile, then slowly stood up and looked at the long sword that was quietly shining in the distance.

"Although I don't know what the consequences of doing this will be, if the worst happens, I can just travel to other worlds."

He slowly raised his head, looking at the towering throne standing in the distance, lost in thought.

Having made his decision, a flash of azure light appeared on his body, and the previous suppression was instantly lifted.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Adir remained calm and walked quietly forward.

It moved!

As soon as he stepped out, a burst of excited shouts came from below.

"Could it be..."

Looking at Adir ahead, Andra felt a surge of anticipation and excitement, and was thrilled to see Adir walking forward.

Rays of light continued to spread.

Seemingly sensing Adir's approach, an even more terrifying power erupted from the silver longsword, spreading countless strands of silver light, among which a mark condensed.

It was an extremely complex mark, with lines constantly intertwining and hundreds of thousands of tiny veins extending continuously, eventually forming a complex circular pattern.

"That is... the bloodline mark of the moon elves."

Looking at the bloodline mark in the distance, this thought flashed through Adir's mind in a hazy state.

At this moment, his appearance is changing.

Without the jade mark to conceal it, his original appearance could no longer be hidden, and it began to slowly reveal itself under the shimmering light.

Her long, pure black hair began to turn pale silver, and a flash of silver also appeared in her dark eyes, giving them a chilling look.

Unidentified lines began to appear on his skin, and his already handsome appearance changed once again, becoming even more refined.

Like the son of the moon goddess descending to earth, he walked step by step up the stone steps, and with each step, a change began to take place in his body.

A silver light of bloodline began to envelop his entire body, and an aura similar to that of the Moon King's Sword, but even more agile and full of vitality, began to emerge, causing all the elves present to be stunned.

"That...that is..."

At that moment, countless elven wizards couldn't help but stand up, staring in shock at Adir's current appearance: "A true moon elf!!"

"It's not just about having a rich bloodline; it's true pureblood, like the ancient Elf King, someone who, upon reaching adulthood, can rival a level four Grand Wizard!!"

At this moment, the old blue-robed wizard, who had been sitting silently before the throne, couldn't help but stand up. His cloudy eyes were fixed on Adir's figure in the distance, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"impossible!!"

Andrew was incredulous: "The ancient wizards are all extinct, so all pure-blooded moon elves should have disappeared by now. How could they reappear?"

"Perhaps...it's due to a genetic atavism?"

Feeling the aura emanating from Adir on his shoulder, the raven couldn't help but curl up, guessing, "Just like you, Andrew, your originally thin bloodline mutated at some point for some reason, becoming rich again."

"Although the probability of this happening is small, and the probability of it resulting in the rebirth of purebreds is even smaller, it is theoretically still possible!"

Looking at Adir in the distance, who resembled the incarnation of the moon goddess and was shrouded in silver light, it made this guess.

"It seems like this is the only possibility."

Andrew clenched his fists, looking at Adir's retreating figure with a face full of resentment.

"Is...this really my brother?"

Standing in the stands below, Latina stared blankly at Adir's figure.

During the previous bloodline trial, despite his extreme reluctance, he could only persist for a few hours before he could no longer continue. Therefore, he arrived at the final station early and happened to witness this scene.

At this moment, she also felt complicated emotions and an extremely strong sense of unreality.

Despite being half-elves with the same parents, Adir and she received vastly different treatment.

One was already a transformed wizard at a young age, while the other only managed to become a second-class apprentice.

The difference in talent and bloodline is self-evident, and the shock of the scene before them is enough to make anyone feel frustrated and disheartened.

Adir was completely oblivious to the reactions of the people below.

At this moment, all his spiritual energy was trapped in a vast space.

In the distance, the Moon King's sword, which resonated with Adir, was also imbued with the pure Moon Elf bloodline within him. The vast amount of information contained within it was poured into Adir's mind.

"The Moon Goddess's Ritual Meditation Method has been completed..." Not long after, the notification sound from the chip in my mind rang out.

Almost instantly, the advanced meditation technique of the Moon Goddess's Sacrifice, exclusive to the Moon Elves, was completed and deeply engraved in Adir's mind, never to be forgotten.

Besides this meditation method, the Moon King's Sword also contains a large number of techniques for utilizing the power of the moon elves, as well as several complex spell templates.

It was a secret technique called the Moon Goddess Baptism, which could be used by beings with the power of the moon spirits to baptize other beings.

The power of the moon spirit is a powerful and pure force, and its nature is very gentle, allowing it to be absorbed by the human body.

Using the power of the moon spirits, one can baptize other life forms, strengthening their constitutions and making them easier to grow in the future.

Even in ancient times, the baptism of the moon goddess was very famous, and many children of ancient wizards had undergone this baptism at birth.

As for those spell templates, they were prepared by the last Elf King for his successors. There were only four in total, ranging from level one to level four spells. The purpose was very simple: to allow future generations to use them for advancement.

(End of this chapter)