Wizard Immortal

Chapter 544 The Power of Fear

Waaaaah...

Outside of a city, at this moment, the once vast city appears remarkably quiet.

On the city walls, guards stood with terrified expressions, their arms trembling as they gripped their spears and gazed into the distance.

No one dared to utter a sound at that moment. For a time, only the howl of wolves swept across the entire world, completely covering the surrounding land and leaving no sound behind.

If you look closely, you can see that in the place where the fog gathers ahead, there are shadows flashing by, and one of them is a huge shadow that is slowly growing bigger, and it looks like it is approaching from a distance.

Seeing this, the faces of the people on the city wall became even more grim.

"Vag...Vag is coming..."

Standing on the city wall, gazing at the massive shadow in the distance, a middle-aged man wielding a giant sword and wearing armor had a grim expression and cold sweat on his forehead.

The so-called "Wag" is the local name for the descendants of the wolf god, meaning messengers of death; their appearance is considered an ominous sign.

Normally, the appearance of a real demon wolf would be a great disaster for this small town, requiring huge casualties to eradicate it.

At this very moment, what appeared outside the city was not just one demonic wolf.

One, two, three, ten... an endless, incalculable pack of enormous demonic wolves emerged from this place. Each wolf's eyes gleamed with bloodlust, radiating an intense bloodlust that terrified those observing this scene from the city wall.

"What's the panic?!"

A loud shout came from the other end, startling everyone awake.

As everyone looked up, they saw an elderly man in full plate armor, with a strong and powerful physique, walking from a distance at the end of the city wall. His rugged yet aged face was now full of seriousness.

"Everyone, hold your ground!"

He walked from afar without saying much, only shouting as he passed by the city wall, calming the many warriors who had been intimidated by the demonic wolves.

However, the old man was also filled with worry at this moment, but he could not show it due to the current situation.

He walked straight across the city wall, turning around from time to time to look ahead.

In the misty shadows ahead, the enormous shadow remained motionless, but countless demonic wolves moved forward beneath it, leaving no trace of life in their wake.

Watching this scene from afar, the old man sighed softly, silently drew the long sword from his waist, and at that moment he had already prepared for the worst.

Faced with the current situation, no one can be optimistic enough to believe that they can hold on.

Even the old man in front of them was only trying to buy more time so that the people and supplies in the city could be evacuated as much as possible.

Just as he was filled with the will to die and prepared to fight to the death, a faint sound began to ring out from afar.

bump!bump!bump!

Like the heavy footsteps of a giant, or the violent thumping of a heartbeat, a tremendous sound suddenly came from afar, its source being the mist where the demon wolf resided.

"What's come this time?"

Hearing the voice, the old man twitched the corner of his mouth. At this moment, his emotions were no longer fluctuating. He simply numbly raised his sword, preparing for a final, desperate fight.

bump!bump!bump!

The sounds in the distance were still ringing out, mixed with heartbeats and footsteps.

In the distance, amidst the mist, emerged the enormous figure of a colossal beast, as majestic as a mountain and as weighty as the earth.

It was a colossal beast unlike any seen before. Even from a great distance from the city, its immense size and the power and pressure emanating from it were enough to suffocate anyone who saw it from afar.

At this moment, everyone—from the lowly guards on the city walls to the nobles and the demonic wolf beasts—was stunned into place.

"OMG!!"

Gazing at the enormous beast that appeared in the distance, even though he no longer cared about life or death, the old man couldn't help but cry out in alarm, his face filled with horror.

It was a colossal beast that was truly awe-inspiring. Its body was hundreds of meters tall, and from a distance it looked like a mountain. When it walked, it was like a giant from mythology, leaving a deep imprint on the earth with every step.

He slowly walked from a distance, his entire body pitch black, with black and red scales shimmering and flashing with mysterious runes. He looked like a death beast emerging from the abyss of the earth, inspiring awe and fear.

The only exception was his pair of crimson eyes, which shone with a crimson light. Although their power was equally vast and immense, they did not inspire fear or despair, but rather brought people peace and tranquility.

Compared to the behemoth before them, the countless demonic wolves outside were nothing, like ants compared to humans, utterly incomparable.

Before even seeing this behemoth, none of the people present could have imagined that such a terrifying life form existed in the world.

"Even the demons and gods of epic legends are probably like this, aren't they?"

As the giant beast gradually approached from afar, the old man couldn't help but have this thought flash through his mind.

In the distance, amidst the mist, the giant beast's figure gradually became clear, gazing down at the countless demonic wolves below, and slowly lowered its towering head.

"Found it..."

He spoke softly, his figure vibrating through the space. Although the language he used was different from the local language, it was perfectly understandable, without the slightest abruptness or awkwardness, as if it were his birthright.

boom!

The moment the words fell, countless crisp popping sounds rang out from all around.

Under the stunned gazes of countless guards, the demonic wolves below began to explode. Their flesh and blood seemed to be affected by some unknown force, involuntarily shattering into inch-by-inch pieces of flesh and blood, which then turned into blood mist that gradually rose and floated into the sky, heading towards the giant beast.

At this moment, the demonic wolves gathered below numbered in the tens of thousands. In an instant, they all exploded, and the resulting blood mist filled the entire space, turning this area into a sea of ​​blood mist.

The only thing that could hold out for a moment was that shadow in the mist.

That was also a demonic wolf, but compared to the ones below, this demonic wolf was stronger and had a more advanced bloodline.

"A direct descendant of the Demon Wolf God, though not a second generation, but within the fifth generation..."

Sensing the struggling shadows in the mist below, Adir turned his head slightly, a flash of crimson light in his eyes that seemed to illuminate the dark sky and earth before him.

In just a moment, a dignified aura of bloodline slowly rose from his hair, accompanied by Adir's gaze pressing down.

In the blink of an eye, the wolf, whose strength was comparable to that of a second-level wizard, exploded completely, its entire body turning into a bloody mist, and was swallowed whole by Adir without leaving any suspense.

After doing all this, Adir shook his head slightly, glanced at the small town in the distance, and then strode forward, leaving behind a group of stunned figures.

"Is...is that a demon god?"

On the city wall behind him, watching Adir's departing figure, the old man held a long sword in his hand. His back was already soaked with sweat without him noticing, but he was completely unaware of it. He just stood there muttering to himself.

"It must be!" Beside him, a nobleman in armor exclaimed excitedly, his face flushed as he gazed at Adir's massive figure in the distance. "That must be our Kulan's former guardian beast! I've seen it recorded in an epic book; there's no mistake!!"

"A guardian beast?" The others looked at each other, staring at the giant beast's figure gradually disappearing into the distance, unsure of what to say.

In the distance, Adir's journey continues.

"We've already dealt with thirty-seven beast tides, but it still hasn't recovered to its peak."

Walking silently down the road, Adir muttered to himself, feeling somewhat speechless for a moment.

His transformation this time has been a bit too big a step.

At the peak of level two, he attempted to devour a level four bloodline. Although he barely succeeded, the void that needed to be filled was quite large.

Having devoured the bloodline of the Demon Wolf God, Adir's life essence was now infinitely close to the fourth level, but his power was far from reaching that level. On the contrary, due to some reasons, it had regressed considerably.

The transformation of his bloodline consumed a large amount of energy that Adir had previously accumulated. The contract with Tarina would also continuously draw away some of Adir's power. Over time, when Adir first awoke, his body was extremely weak and depleted.

The gap was huge, and even with the continuous clearing of the calamity beasts and attempts to absorb the power of the mist, it was still impossible to fill the gap, forcing Adir to continue foraging and moving forward.

However, during his foraging, Adir also discovered some interesting things.

In his mind, echoes were flashing continuously.

These echoes were individual voices, each containing a glimmer of light, and a power akin to that of the soul resonated within Adir's heart.

Compared to the soul power provided by Tarina, these powers contained far more complex elements and contained very little soul power. However, over time, they accumulated to a considerable degree.

In Adir's mind, these echoes rose and burst like bubbles, leaving only faint ripples and a little bit of soul power settling.

However, the emotions contained in these soul powers are too intense, and most of them are filled with fear and awe, with very little else. It would be more appropriate to call them emotional powers than soul powers.

With this thought in mind, Adir casually separated a wisp of his spirit and collided with one of the bubbles.

In just a moment, an image appeared in my mind.

It was a familiar scene, the background of which was the city that Adir had passed through before.

On the city wall, a thin guard, dressed in simple cloth armor and trembling all over, held a spear and prayed.

"Great guardian demon, please protect us so that the demonic calamity will never come again..."

Carefully sensing the guard's emotions, at this moment, through the faint connection of the bubbles, Adir had a strange feeling.

If he were to intend to do something to the guard while the bubble was still bubbling, he could seemingly accomplish something.

For example, on a mental level, one could suppress the guard, or perhaps transfer a portion of one's mental energy to accomplish other tasks.

Of course, due to the fragility of the connection between the two parties, the power that can be transmitted through this operation is destined to be limited.

(End of this chapter)