Wizard Immortal

Chapter 535 The Imprint of the Soul

"Is that your master?"

The giant's deep voice echoed across the empty, deserted field.

"she?"

Following the direction the giant pointed, and gazing at Seria, who was fighting Irida in the distance, Adir was somewhat surprised, but showed no change in emotion: "I suppose so."

"Her aptitude is too poor." After observing Silia in the distance for a while, the Earth Giant shook his head, not optimistic about her aptitude: "A master with this kind of aptitude will not be of any benefit to you, but will instead lower your strength."

"After all, the power she possesses, in essence, originates from you."

Adir neither confirmed nor denied this, but simply nodded slightly.

He had discovered this as early as when the contract was signed.

A bloodline contract, in essence, is a transaction.

The master nourishes the beast with the power of their own soul, enabling the beast to transform. In return, the beast shares its power with its master, allowing the master to possess formidable strength.

This is a win-win situation. Both the master and the beast can get what they want from each other, thus achieving a delicate balance.

However, this balance was undoubtedly broken in Adir's case.

Silia's aptitude was far too ordinary. Compared to Adir's strength, the portion of soul power she provided to Adir was merely a drop in the ocean, barely enough to make a difference.

Compared to that pitiful amount of soul power, the portion of power that Adir gave to Seria was extremely large.

Although insignificant to Adir, at his current level, even a slight release of his power would be enough to easily propel someone to the level of a second-tier wizard.

This disrupted the balance of the transaction, shattered the win-win nature of the deal, and made Siria's existence not only a help to Adir, but a burden instead.

"I can help if needed."

The giant stretched out his hand, his enormous palm dotted with golden crystals: "These are gems formed from the power of the earth. Combined with secret techniques, they can slowly weaken or even break the bloodline contract on one's body."

"But this process will consume a lot of your vitality."

Having said that, he glanced at Adir and then fell silent.

The wreckage of the battlefield remains, and Adir's performance in the previous battle is still vivid in people's minds.

There's no point in discussing life force depletion with someone as powerful as this.

Thank you.

Looking at the golden gem in the giant's palm, Adir hesitated for a moment before reaching out and taking it.

A message rushed into my mind and was received in the blink of an eye; I couldn't forget it even if I wanted to.

This is a wealth of knowledge about bloodline contracts, including the understanding and exploration of the Earth Giants' bloodline contracts, as well as a large number of related secret techniques.

For the people of this world, these are priceless treasures, but for someone at the Netherworld level, they are merely things to be used as favors.

"Can a bloodline contract be signed with multiple people at the same time?"

After receiving this message, Adir paused for a moment before suddenly speaking.

"Theoretically, yes." The giant shook his head. "You can sign blood pacts with many people, but doing so is pointless."

"Everyone's soul imprint is subtly different, and the soul power they generate will also carry their own unique imprint."

"Different soul powers will create strong conflicts, so once you accept one person's soul power, it will be very difficult to accept other people's soul power."

Hearing this, Adir's eyes flashed with understanding: "Is this your reason for staying here and becoming a guardian beast?"

"Not bad." Looking at Adir, the giant was somewhat surprised, and continued, "My lord is the ancestor of the Kuma royal family, and the current Kuma royal family are all his descendants."

"The bloodline and mark of the progenitor will remain in the bodies of the descendants. Compared to others, the descendants with pure bloodlines have the highest compatibility with the marks of their ancestors, and the soul power they generate will not pose much of an obstacle to me, and can be absorbed by me."

"Of course, you are different from me."

Looking at Adir before him, he paused for a moment before speaking again: "I have been able to grow to this level thanks to my master and the soul power of generations of the Kuma royal family. The soul imprint is deeply marked by the Kuma royal family, and it is impossible to change my master."

"But you've grown to this point by relying on yourself."

"Her soul power has not left its mark on you, so you still have a choice."

"I understand." After a moment of silence, Adir nodded gently, then looked up slightly.

A crimson mark drifted out from his body, and under his control, it transformed into a crimson gem, which gradually landed on the giant's palm.

"This is my mark," he said. "By possessing this mark, you can call upon me when needed."

"As a reward for today, I will help you again when you call upon me."

The Earth Giant nodded slightly and put the gem away.

At this moment, the fighting on the ground was also nearing its end.

Without the Demon Wolf King, the remaining Demon Wolves were nothing more than easy targets for Adir and the Earth Giants, not worth mentioning.

In fact, most of the demon wolves and calamity beasts had already been wiped out by Adir when he fought the Demon Wolf King.

For Adir, these demonic wolves and calamity beasts were rare food, so he naturally wouldn't let them go. He had already swallowed most of them in one gulp.

The remaining calamity beasts were nothing to the Kuma Royal Court, and were mostly wiped out during the time Adir was talking with the Earth Giant.

Standing atop the ruins, stepping over the corpse of the Demon Wolf King, Adir turned to look back.

Amidst the sea of ​​people, Seria and Ire stood together, still confronting Irida and the others.

In that instant, as if sensing something, Silia turned slightly on the flat ground and looked in the direction where Adir was.

The fog still shrouded the area, and the sandstorm continued to spread. In the hazy mist, Silia's long hair fluttered, and at that moment, she seemed to sense, through some kind of connection, that she could see the figure of Adir in the distance.

Their eyes met briefly, and the next moment, Adir stood up, his body disappearing from the spot, instantly traversing countless distances, heading towards an unknown distance.

"What's wrong?"

On the flat ground, looking at Silia's expression, Ire asked somewhat nervously.

"He's gone," Sirea said, gazing silently into the distance, her heart filled with complex emotions.

"His Majesty has an order to deliver." A voice rang out from the other side.

Carlo rode his purple-scaled beast swiftly to Irida's side and said, "His Majesty said to let them leave."

"I understand." Surprisingly, Prince Irida was not surprised by the order and simply nodded calmly.

He was not surprised by this outcome. Or rather, he already knew this outcome when Adir killed the Demon Wolf King and made peace with the Earth Giants.

Unbeknownst to them, the Crimson King Beast had grown to a terrifying level. A Crimson King Beast comparable to the Netherworld level, no one could force it to do anything unless it wanted to.

In fact, in order not to provoke the Crimson King Beast, no one could lay a hand on Seria until the Crimson King Beast voluntarily dissolved the contract.

Even though he already knew the outcome, he still made one last effort out of resentment, but he failed.

Thinking of this, he sighed inwardly, looked at the two people in front of him, including Sirea, and finally turned around gently, like a perfect gentleman, leading the way: "Please follow me."

Behind them, they exchanged a glance, and then Seria and Ire walked forward, silently following Irida as they traversed the city of Kuma.

Cough...cough...

In the wilderness, a series of coughs rang out intermittently, sounding very heavy, as if the person was coughing up their entire internal organs.

Beside a stream, Tarina lay quietly beside a boulder, coughing occasionally.

At this moment, she looked terrible. Her entire body was covered with wounds of all sizes, from which dark red blood was flowing, accompanied by a putrid smell.

Struggling to sit up from the boulder, she looked down at the stream below.

On the surface of the stream, an ugly face was revealed.

Having broken free of her own seal, she appeared decades older in the blink of an eye. Her once stunningly beautiful face was now withered and ugly, covered with age spots and disgusting pale yellow pus.

"Lie down quickly!" An anxious voice came from beside me.

A few meters away, Cyrilia, holding a bunch of herbs, looked at Tarina, who had sat up, his face filled with anxiety: "You can't move now!"

He hurried forward, put down the herbs, and reached out to pick up Tarina.

A withered arm suddenly grabbed his hand, stopping him in his tracks.

"it's useless···"

Clutching Sirulia's hand, Tarina's voice was hoarse, sounding as if she were on her deathbed: "I've broken the seal, and the life force within me has been burned away. Even... even if nothing happens, I won't live much longer..."

"Stop talking!" Grabbing Tarina's hand, Sylvia's expression grew increasingly anxious, her eyes filled with undisguised madness. "Trust me! Tarina, trust me!"

"I'll find a way, don't give up!!"

He gripped Tarina's hand tightly, as if speaking to both Tarina and himself.

Tarina simply smiled at his reaction, then a withered arm stroked his head, touching his long, golden hair.

"Actually, I've had this wish since I was a child."

"Siluria".

She looked at Sirulia, her voice trembling slightly: "From a very young age, I knew that I was destined not to be able to stay with you forever, nor to be with you..."

"So, I really want to... resolve my physical issues, and then be with you, doing many things we've always wanted to do together..."

"But now, I'm afraid I can't fulfill this wish."

She struggled to open her eyes, looked at her reflection in the water, and smiled: "Sirulia, even now, would you still marry me?"

"I do!" Sirria opened his eyes and said it in a low growl. Then, looking at Tarina's current appearance, he couldn't help but shed tears.

Holding Tarina in his arms, he gently kissed her forehead, completely unconcerned about the stench.

As time passed, he could feel that Tarina's life force was rapidly fading in his arms, like a flame about to be extinguished, with only a last bit of light left.

He was in pain at this change, but he had no power to change it. He could only close his eyes in anguish, trying his best to keep the tears from falling.

Beside it, seemingly sensing its master's emotions, a golden lion let out a low growl, as if in mourning.

In the distance, without anyone noticing, a subtle change began to occur.

A crimson glow was spreading, bringing with it a faint mist.

From within the mist, a colossal beast emerged, its enormous crimson eyes fixed upon the two individuals from Xirulia.

(End of this chapter)