Wizard Immortal

Chapter 431 Challenge

On a desolate plain, a magnificent altar stands, from which shadows and a black aura rise, gradually coalescing into a massive and terrifying figure.

The figure appeared very tall, shrouded in black, making it impossible to discern its face or detect its aura. Only its unique power fluctuations were unforgettable, evoking an instinctive sense of oppression and fear.

"Welcome, Emperor of Shadows, Guardian of the Nine-Lives Demon, Lord Arlan!"

Looking at the enormous figure that appeared before him, Lu Xiu smiled and bowed respectfully.

"Who are you···"

Emerging from the altar, the enormous figure seemed somewhat disoriented, standing hesitantly in place.

It wasn't until quite some time later, with the continuous supply of offerings around him, that his mind gradually cleared, and his pair of scarlet eyes lit up, carrying an aura of evil and rage.

"I am Lucius, the high priest of the Dark Elf Kingdom in this generation."

Lucius was not surprised by Allan's reaction. He maintained his humble smile and introduced himself to Allan.

"The current High Priest of the Dark Elf Kingdom." Arlan glanced at Lucius, his crimson eyes radiating immense pressure. "His strength is not bad."

"You flatter me," Lucius replied respectfully. "I wonder if Lord Allan still remembers our original agreement?"

"An agreement? Of course I remember." Black energy rippled around Allan, as if speaking: "You want my power?"

"Not bad," Lu Xiu said respectfully.

The man before them, Allan, was the source of the Dark Elf Kingdom's confidence in attacking the Silver Mist Royal Court.

This being originates from the underground world and has existed for an extremely long time, long before the Dark Elf Kingdom was even established.

The Dark Elf race was enslaved by the Mind Demon, and their subsequent rise to power was partly due to this one.

Without a doubt, this is an existence far beyond a level three wizard, at least a level four wizard, which is why he has existed for thousands of years without dying.

Of course, despite his great strength, according to the Dark Elf Kingdom's investigation over thousands of years, Lord Allan's true form is not in the first layer of the underground world, but in a deeper layer. His true form is likely still sealed, which is why the Dark Elf Kingdom has to rely on its power to hold a sacrifice for him in order to replenish his strength.

The underground world is an extremely vast world, far exceeding the area of ​​the surface world.

In ancient times, the underground world discovered by ancient wizards consisted of dozens of layers, each of which was extremely vast and could accommodate countless lives to thrive.

Although dark elves live in the underground world, the vast majority of them are only on the first layer of the underground world.

The Allan before them clearly originated from a deeper level of the underground world and was itself under numerous seals.

Otherwise, the Dark Elves would not have dared to get involved with such a powerful being, and would even have taken the initiative to make a deal with him to restore his power.

"I have a general understanding of your situation."

After standing still for a while, Allan was shrouded in black mist, leaving only a pair of scarlet eyes visible, his physical form indistinguishable: "However, this is the surface world, which is far too far from my true form. It will be very difficult for you to get me to take action..."

He looked at Lucius, Andrew, and the others in front of him, and spoke meaningfully.

Lucius understood Allan's meaning, so he stepped forward and put on his most radiant and respectful smile: "Please rest assured, we will cover all the costs of your actions this time. Moreover, afterwards, you may freely cleanse all living beings on the surface world."

"In that case, I agree." A detached and ethereal voice echoed around them, and then the scene before them began to change.

Under the watchful eyes of Andrew, Lucius, and the others, the pool of black liquid beneath the sacrificial altar began to burn spontaneously, and figures emerged one by one, their faces contorted and grotesque.

Before long, all these faces disappeared, and then the pool of black liquid in front of them burned away completely, leaving only a black crystal lying quietly in the center of the altar.

The crystal was entirely black, appearing lustrous and beautiful, as pure as the most perfect black gemstone, and lay quietly on the altar.

"This is my credentials. When you need my power, use these credentials to summon my clones."

"Of course, that is, you are prepared to pay the price for summoning me."

The sound vibrated slowly in mid-air, gradually reaching everyone's ears before finally disappearing, leaving only the black crystal still lying on the altar.

Once all the strange phenomena disappeared, Lu Xiu raised his head, slowly walked forward, picked up the black crystal on the altar, and casually put it aside.

"Should we really summon this demon god?"

Behind him, Andrew's hesitant voice came.

"Why not?" Lu Xiu said calmly, "Our strength is insufficient to break through the protective magic array of the Silver Mist Royal Capital head-on. In that case, what's wrong with paying a price to ask this demon god for help?"

"The price is too high." Andrew frowned. "We came to the Underworld not to completely occupy this fertile land so that the Dark Elves could leave the Underworld and live and thrive here in peace."

"But if we let that demon god take action, not to mention the price he would have to pay for each action, we might not be able to bear the consequences of his actions."

He frowned: "We came to the surface world for intact land, not for ruins."

"Your concerns do have some merit, but there's no need to worry too much." Listening to Andrew's words, Lucius nodded. "However, what you can think of, I can understand just as well as your father."

"The price we paid for asking this demon god to take action was indeed too high, but as long as we can eventually seize this fertile land, then it will all be worth it."

"As for the destruction caused by the demon god's intervention, there's no need to worry too much."

Lu Xiu's expression gradually turned cold: "Those living beings are one thing, but if this demon god still has designs on this land, we naturally have ways to send him home!"

He said coldly, clearly not entirely at ease with Allan, the demon god.

No wonder.

Throughout the history of the Dark Elves, this demon god has been summoned before, and they have long had a good understanding of its nature.

This is a greedy demon god. Every time you summon this demon god's clone, the clone will refuse to leave and will not stop until it has devoured all the life around it.

If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad. After all, the Dark Elves have invaded the Silvermist Forest, so they wouldn't care much about the lives of the Silvermist Elves. In fact, they might even be hoping that more of their kind on the surface would die, so that the Dark Elves could make room for more of their own kind.

But what's truly serious is the greed of this demon god.

Given the nature of this demon god, once it arrives in the surface world, it will definitely not spare this land beneath its feet. It will devour the elemental nodes of this land, gradually turning this once fertile land into a wasteland.

This is something the Dark Elf Kingdom cannot tolerate.

Why go through all that trouble to escape the underground world? It's all to occupy a piece of land rich in elemental particles, thereby escaping the harsh environment of the underground world.

However, if this demon god were to do this, half of the Silver Mist Forest would probably be destroyed, turning what was originally a prime location suitable for the growth of high-energy creatures into an ordinary place for mortals to live in.

This would naturally not be allowed by the dark elves.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiu's expression gradually turned cold. He glanced at the altar in front of him and then walked to Andrew's side.

"Let's go."

Standing beside Andrew, he raised his head and looked in a certain direction in the distance: "Everything that needs to be prepared is ready. It's time for us to take the stage."

"Kular, my old friend, it's time to meet you."

He gazed into the distance and muttered to himself, his expression growing increasingly cold as if he had just remembered something.

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"challenge?"

Several days later, in a courtyard, Adir was stunned as he listened to Andra's report.

"Yes." Andra spoke respectfully in front of Adir, "The Dark Elf High Priest personally sent someone to deliver a challenge letter to Lord Kural, asking him to fight outside the city."

"Did the teacher agree?" Adir frowned and looked at Andra, asking in return.

"No." Andra shook his head: "Lord Kural sent out the letter directly, without showing any intention of accepting the challenge."

Only after hearing this did Adir nod.

This is the normal choice.

Wizards aren't battle maniacs, and Kural himself is an elven high priest. Under the current circumstances, it's impossible for him to abandon his perfectly good wizard formation and insist on going outside the city to fight the dark elf high priest.

Staying inside the city and relying on the shamanic array on the city walls to defend it is the best option at present.

"However, this means that the time for the Dark Elves to launch their all-out attack is probably not far off."

As he stood up and sensed the presence of various auras outside the city, this thought flashed through Adir's mind.

The Dark Elf army had reached outside the city and had attempted to attack the city walls several times during this period. However, without exception, they were all directly defeated by the guardian magic array of the Silver Mist capital without making the slightest ripple.

This is normal.

The magic array in Silvermist Royal Capital was personally set up by the last Moon Elf King of antiquity. Once the power inscribed within it is unleashed, it is comparable to that of a level four wizard.

Even though thousands of years have passed and the magic array has begun to wear down, it still possesses great power under the guidance of Kural, a third-level wizard. Unless a true fourth-level wizard appears, it cannot be broken through head-on.

That's why the dark elves wanted Kular to leave the city on his own initiative, in order to avoid the losses caused by a frontal assault.

However, now that this path is blocked, the Dark Elves are left with only one last option.

(End of this chapter)