Wizard Immortal

Chapter 369 Appearance

On the high platform outside the city of Katutan, Alina, King Maran, and the others stood up and looked in a certain direction.

In their perception, a powerful energy was being used in that direction.

bump!!

The earth is broken, and the vegetation is tilted.

In that instant, a towering figure, as majestic as a god or demon, emerged from the wilderness, each step leaving a deep imprint on the earth, as he walked towards Alina and the others.

It was a tall, imposing figure with an ordinary face, only a hint of determination, but the aura emanating from him was terrifyingly powerful, causing Alina and the others who sensed it from afar to be horrified, and for a moment they couldn't even muster the will to resist.

"Heramar!!"

Looking at the towering man who seemed like a god or demon walking out of the wilderness, Alina gritted her teeth. A sense of fear rose within her, lingering for a long time and refusing to dissipate.

It was unimaginable; if she hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes, she could hardly comprehend the terrifying aura it possessed, a thousand times more terrifying than anyone she had ever seen before.

"Terrifying power, terrifying aura."

In Alina's mind, Lilith's voice also rang out, tinged with solemnity: "In terms of sheer presence, this knight is already no less formidable than I was back then."

"If there were no more Seeds of Origin in this era, he could probably break through the limits of the Seed of Radiance and advance to Origin immediately!" Her voice trembled as she looked at Herama approaching from afar, the shock in her heart difficult to calm.

The other knights around Elina also looked grim.

Those knights who had also gathered the Seed of Radiance were alright; although their faces were grim, they were at least able to control themselves.

But the Sky Knights, and even the weaker ones, fared much worse. No matter how strong their will was, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, unable to suppress the fear in their hearts.

This is absolute suppression at the level of life itself, which is impossible to resist. In fact, the more one resists, the stronger the sense of oppression becomes.

"He's here." King Maran suddenly spoke in front of Alina, looking at the figure in the distance with a solemn expression.

In the distance, the Crimson Knight Heramar had already reached the bottom, crossing hundreds of meters in an instant to arrive at the foot of the platform.

"King Maran." Looking at the high platform before him, Heramar raised his head, his eyes fixed on the top.

"I'm here, how about you?"

He didn't look at anyone else, his eyes fixed on King Maran, clearly waiting for his answer.

"Hmph!" Hearing Heramar's words, King Maran's expression turned cold, and he merely snorted.

In fact, having come this far, he had no intention of saying anything more useless. He simply paused and instantly appeared below the platform.

Below the platform, two men stood facing each other, looking at one another.

Their faces were resolute, and their eyes held a naked killing intent that they made no attempt to conceal.

At their center, invisible forces were colliding and constantly interacting, forming invisible vortexes that enveloped the surroundings and gradually spread outwards.

Slowly, King Maran drew his sword and looked at Herama opposite him, his eyes becoming extremely solemn.

He knew from their first encounter that the person before him was the strongest he had ever faced in his life, and that he might lose his life if he wasn't careful.

Behind him, his children were still watching him, and his people were still praying in the city, hoping that he could bring peace to this disaster.

Therefore, he absolutely cannot lose this battle!

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, but before him, King Maran's face remained calm. He simply drew his sword from his waist and strode forward.

bump!!

With each step he took, a cracking sound instantly echoed from the spot.

The surrounding air was vibrating continuously, unable to withstand the pressure of the crimson battle aura, and began to explode, causing a series of explosions.

On the opposite side, a crimson glow slowly appeared.

Heramar's reaction to the sight of King Maran before him was indifferent.

He didn't draw his sword; he simply raised his hand quietly.

In mid-air, the crimson light began to condense, forming a circle in the air before exploding with a bang.

boom!!

A terrifying power erupted from the spot, and at that moment, everything in the spot disappeared, leaving only a ray of crimson light.

Time seemed to stand still. In everyone's eyes, King Maran stood motionless, his eyes wide open, staring ahead as if he had witnessed something incredible.

The next moment, his flesh and blood began to explode, turning into a rain of blood that flew outwards, staining the earth red.

Under Heramar's watchful gaze, he was sent flying backwards, looking like a kite with a broken string, appearing utterly disheveled.

The outcome is decided!

There was no prolonged stalemate, nor any intense confrontation; after only the initial contact, King Maran was immediately defeated, leaving no room for maneuver.

"Father!!"

At that moment, several shouts rang out simultaneously.

Alina opened her eyes, staring at the scene before her in disbelief, her heart filled with grief.

Before coming, she had rehearsed the scenario of this battle with King Maran.

In fact, neither King Maran nor she had much hope for this battle.

But to their surprise, King Maran was defeated so thoroughly, so utterly without any chance of resistance.

Before she could even process the outcome, ahead of her, looking at King Maran lying on the ground, Herama remained calm, showing no surprise whatsoever.

Under the watchful eyes of Alina and the others, he took a step forward silently, his expression cold and stern.

"stop!"

An angry voice rang out from the spot. It was from King Maran's subordinates and the two Radiant Knights beside Elina. Seeing Hera's actions, they subconsciously wanted to stop him.

"Don't worry, I have no interest in doing anything to him."

Hearing your shouts from afar, Heramar simply shook his head, and then, under the astonished gazes of everyone, looked in a certain direction to the side.

"Swift Knight, aren't you coming out yet?" He looked in that direction and spoke solemnly.

"What?" Hearing that familiar title, Alina's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously looked in that direction.

It was a dense jungle, with lush vegetation growing everywhere. You couldn't see anyone, not even a slightly larger animal.

However, no one present doubted Heramar's words, so everyone looked in that direction, including King Maran, who was lying on the ground and struggling to get up.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, that place began to change.

A burst of silver battle aura began to spread, and from the grass, silver light soared into the sky, its terrifying majesty far surpassing that of the previous King Maran.

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