Wizard Immortal

Chapter 540 The Moon of Mist

"The Moon in the Mist..."

Gazing silently at the strange phenomenon in the sky, Tarina murmured to herself, seemingly lost in thought. She froze on the spot, oblivious to the campfire in front of her going out.

"The last outbreak of the Mist Moon occurred fifty years ago..."

Behind him, Sirulia frowned: "Only fifty years have passed, why is it so fast..."

Standing on the other side, listening to the two of them, Adir appeared very calm, simply gazing quietly at the moon in the sky, lost in thought.

During this time, through the information provided by Sirria and the other person, Adir has also come to understand some basic common sense about this world.

The so-called "Misty Moon" is a term used in this world. In essence, it refers to the violent forces within the misty region becoming active, causing the calamity beasts to become even more bloodthirsty and ferocious, thus driving them madly towards the real world.

In the past, each Mist Moon has led to the death of countless lives, the decline of powerful empires, and even the complete empire being swallowed by the mist.

Therefore, no one could remain calm upon witnessing the arrival of the misty moon.

Especially Tarina and Sirulia, as princes and princesses of noble birth, know far more about the secrets involved than the average person.

"Every time the Moon of Mist arrives, a demon god will inevitably awaken. Fifty years ago, the demon god Hechi was behind it."

Standing there, gazing at the bright moon rising in the sky, Sirulia frowned, a hint of unease in his eyes: "Who is it this time?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the Demon Wolf God." After pondering for a long time beside Sirulia, Tarina spoke softly, her words carrying a low sigh.

"The Demon Wolf God Yariandora?" Sirria was somewhat surprised and seemed puzzled, but looking at Tarina, she ultimately said nothing.

Seeing his expression, Tarina hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke up: "It's related to Guluo..."

"Gulu..." Sirulia murmured the name, her expression calm, without saying anything more.

The so-called Guro refers to the Guro Empire, where Tarina was born, and it is the overlord of the northern region, whose national strength is even greater than that of Kuma.

"Ten years ago, my father went into the mist to obtain something, but an accident happened." Standing there, Tarina gradually fell into her memories: "An accident caused the wolf god Yariandora to be disturbed prematurely and awaken from its long slumber."

"You know what happened next."

Looking at Xirulia, she sighed and said, "The descendants of the Demon Wolf God rushed out of the mist and attacked the border of Guro. A disaster has killed at least millions of people..."

"The appearance of the demon wolf Zagor some time ago is also related to the events of that time."

Listening quietly to Tarina and the other person's conversation from afar, Adir remained calm, showing no emotional fluctuation whatsoever. He simply spoke in silence, "So, the Demon Wolf God will recover soon?"

"It should be a long time," Tarina shook her head and said, "The Demon God has been slumbering in the mist for a long time. To awaken the Demon God from the mist, a huge amount of life force is needed."

"A misty moon often lasts for several years, and the Demon Wolf God only appears in the later stages."

She began, her face gradually turning pale as she spoke: "And in the early stages, a large number of frenzied calamity beasts invaded, causing slaughter on the land and providing power for the resurgence of the Demon Wolf God..."

Upon hearing this, Adir nodded slightly.

Tarina's statement is consistent with the results he initially observed.

When he killed the Demon Wolf King, he briefly glimpsed part of the Demon Wolf God's state through the Demon Wolf King's final curse.

As the most powerful force in this world, the Demon Wolf God is in a deep slumber. According to Adir's initial perception, it would take at least several decades for him to awaken spontaneously.

However, if the Moon of Mist erupts, with a large number of calamity beasts active and pushing the power of the mist to its peak, the opponent may well awaken ahead of time.

"Looks like we need to hurry..."

Various thoughts flashed through his mind. The next moment, Adir looked up at the sky and gazed at the silver moon that was gradually being obscured by shadows, thinking to himself.

He hadn't forgotten that the Demon Wolf King's curse still clung to him.

Bearing this curse, the first person the Demon Wolf God will seek out after his resurrection will be him.

If one's own strength is insufficient at that time, the final result will probably be very tragic.

Thinking of this, he silently got up and, under the astonished gazes of the two people in front of him, walked towards the distant mountain peak.

After killing the Demon Wolf King Zager, Adir extracted the power of his bloodline, but he has not yet tried to digest it.

Now, several months have passed, and he has reached his peak condition. It's time for him to digest this bloodline.

A faint spiritual message circulated in place and accurately reached the two people in Sirulia.

After letting the two find a place to hide, Adir strode towards the mountain. His figure gradually blurred, and the aura emanating from his body gradually faded, concealing all traces.

All around, mysterious and complex runes flickered, each containing different powers, combining to form a complex and exquisite massive witch array that enveloped Adir.

After doing all this, Adir nodded in satisfaction and then closed his eyes.

Within the core of the body, a crimson seed of bloodline was flickering, and as a large amount of blood energy was poured in, phantom images were constantly appearing on it.

Crimson Beast, Violent Tiger, Alien Demon, Demon Wolf...

Various bloodline powers evolved and brewed within it, including both the lives Adir had previously devoured and the recently devoured calamity beasts.

A little bit of power mixed in creates a messy, mixed mess, like a hodgepodge.

Due to the characteristics of bloodline power, these bloodlines do not merge with each other. Even at this point, they still occupy their own areas and do not merge with each other.

Among these, a bloodline power stands out.

It was a bloodline power that was black with a hint of scarlet, emanating a faint aura of bloodline majesty. As the bloodline power surged, the phantom of a demonic wolf roaring to the sky appeared, its aura terrifying.

Merely sensing this bloodline power, the rest of their bloodlines involuntarily contracted, and the resulting phantoms appeared much weaker, subtly submitting to the demonic wolf.

"Level four bloodline..."

Feeling the surge of the demon wolf bloodline, Adir muttered to himself. The next moment, he hardened his heart and activated the bloodline seed to its peak.

It was as if a valve had been opened, and a large amount of blood and qi surged in, rolling in like ocean waves, with no end in sight.

All the blood energy accumulated over the past few months surged into it in an instant. Then, inside the seed of bloodline, a flame instantly took shape, first as a tiny flower seedling, then rapidly expanding, engulfing all the blood energy and bloodline power within it.

Roar! !

The divine fire blazed brightly, fueled by blood energy, and like a giant cage, it burned all the undigested bloodline power, ruthlessly and brutally digesting it.

boom!!

In the darkness, countless muffled sounds came rapidly, as if dozens of muffled thunderclaps had sounded in an instant. If the surging sound were to be heard, it would be enough to shake the earth for thousands of kilometers.

In Adir's mental observation, the phantoms formed by the power of bloodlines rapidly disappeared, melted by the bloodline fire, and transformed into the purest bloodline power, merging into the bloodline seed. This caused the crimson bloodline to flicker continuously, its radiance becoming even brighter and more terrifying.

As time went by, after absorbing the essence of many calamity beasts, the essence of this bloodline seed also changed. The crimson color on it gradually disappeared, slowly turning into a deep black.

This blackness was initially faint, but as time went on, the bloodlines of powerful calamity beasts were continuously digested, and the blackness within them deepened until the entire bloodline seed turned into this color.

However, Adir could no longer observe this process.

As time went by and the power of his bloodline continued to be absorbed, he fell into a deep slumber.

His body was gradually transforming, while his will was battling with the bloodline will contained within the power of his bloodline. At this moment, only instinct remained, and he was unable to consider or observe much else.

In a way, this could also be considered his most dangerous moment.

His body is undergoing a transformation, while his will is in a deep slumber. If an entity of equal power were to attack at this time, it would be extremely dangerous for Adir.

However, Adir had anticipated this.

The numerous magical formations set up outside at this time were prepared for this purpose.

With the presence of the witch array, during the transformation process, his aura will be reduced to a minimum, blending into the surrounding mountains and terrain. Even if you stand right in front of him, you will not be able to see the scene within the witch array.

To break the magic array, only if someone could pierce through the entire mountain range within a radius of hundreds of kilometers could Adir's figure manifest.

However, if this were to be done, the warning measures laid down by Adir would take effect, forcing it to awaken from the metamorphosis process in order to deal with the unknown dangers.

"Lord Adir has departed and begun his next transformation."

Standing still in the distance, having confirmed that Adir's presence had vanished, Tarina turned to look at Sirria before her, her eyes gentle: "Where are we going?"

"Let's find a small town and live a quiet life."

"It's been a long time since I've done this," said Sirria with a smile, reaching out a large hand to stroke Tarina's long hair.

"The future may hold many wonderful experiences, but until then, I want to quietly spend time with you, forget everything, and simply enjoy life."

He looked at Tarina with gentle eyes, as if recalling the past, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

"Okay." Looking at Sirulia's appearance, Tarina smiled and nodded without saying anything more, indicating her attitude.

(End of this chapter)