Wizard Immortal

Chapter 418 Lu Xiu

"Eighty-seven years have passed over there, and only three years have passed over here. That means there are exactly two hundred and ninety years left before the jade mark completely disappears."

In the spacious and brightly lit laboratory, standing in front of a stone platform, Adir nodded: "This amount of time is sufficient."

Two hundred and ninety years—a long yet short period of time.

For ordinary people, this amount of time is enough to reproduce more than a dozen generations. Even among the ancient dynasties in Adir's first life memories, the lifespan of most of them did not reach this number.

But for wizards, this period of time is very short. Even ordinary, formal wizards, if they use some life-extending spells and potions, or even conduct experiments such as bloodline transplantation, can most likely live past this age.

For some powerful level three wizards, conducting a complex experiment may sometimes take longer than this number of days.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, this timeframe is actually very tight, and even Adir has to be cautious.

However, with the emergence of the ability to reincarnate, Adir was able to relax considerably, having much more time.

"It seems that in the future, when I reincarnate, I should try to choose worlds with a large time difference."

Shaking his head, and after waiting for his body to fully adjust, Adir got up and walked towards the door of the laboratory.

The magic array in the laboratory is automatically controlled and will shut down naturally after he leaves, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

Outside the laboratory, however, he was quite concerned about the current situation in the Maison area.

Before he underwent soul reincarnation, some chaos had already emerged in the Maison region. Now, three years later, it seems the offensive of those subterranean creatures has begun.

Adir was somewhat concerned about this, but not too worried.

At least the fact that he was able to walk out of the laboratory safely means that the situation has not reached its worst point. Otherwise, he would not have woken up peacefully from his slumber, but would have been forcibly awakened.

Moreover, according to his current mental perception, there seemed to be no chaotic or uneasy atmosphere in the capital; instead, there was only peace and tranquility.

Sensing these things, Adir had a thought and his spiritual power, which had greatly increased after his reincarnation, began to spread instantly.

As Adir subconsciously focused all his senses, his mental domain began to expand gradually, rising higher and higher until it finally soared into the sky, enveloping the entire capital city.

In his perception, the entire capital city was like a sleeping giant, with every inch of the city's walls and every tall building seemingly engraved with unique rune marks, ultimately forming a massive witch array.

Adir was not unfamiliar with this witch array; on the contrary, he felt it was very familiar.

In the cursed world, the magic array he used to fight the Silent Ones was largely learned from this magic array in the Elven capital, and many of its features are similar to the magic array before him.

Of course, compared to the magic array in front of them, Adir's setup was still quite inferior. Although it was no less impressive in terms of details, and even slightly better, it was completely outclassed by the magic array in terms of materials and construction.

Adir was not surprised by this.

Even with the aid of the chip, he was still only a level three wizard. The protective magic array before him, however, was personally built by the last Elf King of the Maison region, making him a level four wizard by wizarding standards.

A level three wizard and a level four wizard are not on the same level in terms of knowledge, strength, and reserves of knowledge. Naturally, the things they set up are not on the same level either.

Of course, as powerful as the magic array in front of them was, it had little impact on Adir.

After all, he was a student of the contemporary high priest, Kural. Under Kural's guidance, he had observed the core operation of the magic array up close more than once, and was naturally very familiar with the operating mechanism of this protective magic array.

Furthermore, his true nature is that of an ancient pure-blooded moon elf, which naturally grants him the highest authority over this protective magic array, thus preventing him from being rejected.

A deep darkness began to envelop the field of vision, and in the realm of consciousness, the shadow of a vast city lay across it, occupying a huge area.

In the shadows of this city, tiny specks of white light flicker, their brightness varying, their size and intensity, yet undeniably real.

These are the lives that exist in the city, and the stronger the radiance, the stronger the essence of life.

In Adir's perception, the capital city seemed to have suddenly become much larger, and most of them had a dim glow, belonging to the elderly, weak, women and children by elven standards.

"It seems that quite a few things have happened in these three years."

Sensing the situation in the Elven capital, Adir shook his head, somewhat sighing.

After observing his surroundings for a while, he walked out of the courtyard he hadn't left in three years and headed outside.

Meanwhile, within the capital city...

As Adir spread his spiritual domain throughout the entire capital, in a square of the capital, an old elf dressed in gray seemed to sense something and slowly raised his head.

"High Priest, what's wrong?"

A young man, watching the old elf's actions, spoke softly.

"Nothing much, just discovered something interesting." The old elf smiled, but his heart tightened. "Such a vast mental connection, Kural, what have you discovered?"

He was tall and had a kind face. He looked no different from any other old elf, and even the gray clothes he wore were cheap and nothing special.

However, this seemingly ordinary old man possessed an exceptionally strong mind. Not only was he able to stand steadily within the capital unaffected by the witch array, but he was also able to capture the immense spiritual power that had just flashed by.

"Lord Lucius." At that moment, a voice came from afar.

The old man turned to look at the source of the voice and saw a well-dressed, handsome young elf approaching from the end of the road, looking at him respectfully: "His Highness Andrew has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Lead the way." Turning back to look at the person in front of him, the old man's face was calm, and his tone was completely unwavering.

Led by the elf before them, they traversed busy streets and bustling crowds, finally arriving at a magnificent and towering pavilion.

And below that attic, Andrew, dressed in a black tuxedo, was already standing there.

(End of this chapter)