Wizard Immortal

Chapter 546 The Resurrection of the Demon Wolf God

Beep beep beep...

The sound of dripping water echoed throughout the entire world.

As you walk through this world, the figure of the giant beast gradually comes into view.

It was still night, the sky was dotted with stars, and a silver moon rose in the sky, but most of it was obscured by black shadows, making it look like a mooncake missing a large piece, eerie and unsettling.

As you walk among the mountains, each step the giant beast takes causes a dent in the earth, dust flies everywhere, and pebbles are scattered all around.

He traversed the land like this until dawn, finally finding his target.

As the first light of dawn broke, at the edge of Adir's vision, the silhouette of another enormous beast flashed by, resting quietly in the mist ahead, absorbing the power within the fog.

As if sensing the arrival of an unusual and powerful aura, the giant beast in the distance gently shifted its body as Adir stepped forward, its pair of scarlet eyes looking directly at him.

Those eyes were clear and powerful, with a strong and intense light flashing within them. Unfortunately, they lacked reason and clarity, instead carrying a terrifying emotional fluctuation.

Violent and chaotic emotions such as confusion, slaughter, tyranny, and hatred surfaced in those eyes, filling the mind of this behemoth and eliminating any possibility of communication.

A faint glimmer of light flickered and faded, with specks of eerie light rising and falling within, vaguely gathering into the mark of a demonic wolf, howling there, releasing its resentment and struggle to its heart's content.

This is the resonance of the Demon Wolf Mark, originating from the curses and struggles of countless Demon Wolf descendants before their deaths. When they encounter powerful members of their own kind, they spontaneously resonate with it, unleashing that aura.

Roar! !

In an instant, the scene before my eyes changed.

The wolf's eyes suddenly changed, becoming much sharper. Hatred took over at this moment, causing any remaining apprehension to vanish, and it charged forward recklessly.

Mountains and rivers flowed backward, space howled, and at this moment the whole world seemed to change. Immense pressure surged everywhere, pressing down on Adir in layers as the demonic wolf charged forward.

Under this immense pressure, a fierce killing intent was also lurking, manifesting with the movements of the demonic wolf. It brought with it a strong power of calamity, manifesting various forms of chains that all coiled around Adir, aiming to weaken him layer by layer before delivering a final, fatal blow.

Faced with all this, Adir walked on indifferently, as if he were not aware of it at all, and showed no reaction whatsoever.

Just as the fatal blow was about to strike, he raised his head, and a huge claw, as massive as a mountain and as heavy as a hill, gently patted him.

boom!

With a single swipe of its claw, the entire world seemed to change color.

The earth began to roar, and space gradually distorted, eventually melting into nothingness under the immense power.

In this void, a colossal claw, as large as a mountain, slammed down, obliterating everything in sight.

Whether it was the silent and terrifying power of calamity, the shadow emanating from the demon wolf itself, or the immense pressure surging from the sky and the earth, all of them vanished at this moment. It wasn't an accident, but rather they were all forcibly smoothed out by an even greater and deeper power, so that not even a trace of their power had a chance to spread before they were forcibly erased.

If someone could capture an area of ​​tens of thousands of meters in radius at the same time, they would find that at the moment Adir slammed down with his claw, all the elemental particles in the entire world seemed to be affected, forcibly influenced by an inexplicable force, surging towards one place, and then combining with other material particles at the macroscopic level, condensing into a magnificent and terrifying force.

This force shattered the mountains and smoothed the earth; its accompanying power even tore apart the clouds in the sky, turning the sky into a pure expanse.

In the end, all power vanished, and amidst the endless sounds of space shattering, all that could be seen was a giant claw slamming down, striking a massive demonic wolf.

boom! !

It was as if a continent had been forcibly sunk, and a tremendous explosion came from the giant wolf in front of us.

The instant Adir struck the giant wolf's body, the immense power contained within him was directly injected into the wolf's body. In a mere fraction of a second, it transformed into countless tiny forces, tearing the wolf's entire body apart again and again from its source.

Even if it was just a single strike, the force that followed was equivalent to thousands of heavy blows in an instant. Finally, all the injuries erupted at once in a short period of time, directly detonating the entire body.

Tearing, tearing...

Before Adir's eyes, the giant wolf flew thousands of meters away, crackling and popping sounds coming from its body. These were caused by the residual power within its body constantly exploding, causing its flesh to explode and making it look like a bloody mess.

Despite this, the wolf was not dead. Even though its body was almost turned into a bloody mess, it still struggled with its last breath. A little vitality remained in its body, which continued to support its life and allowed its flesh to slowly reassemble.

If an ordinary person were to witness this scene, it would likely leave them with a lifelong psychological scar. Even the best doctors would be dumbfounded, shocked by the incredible vitality of the life before them.

Looking at what was in front of him, a hint of surprise flashed in Adir's eyes.

"As expected of a descendant of the demon wolf, his flesh and blood were almost shattered, yet he is still alive."

Compared to ordinary humans, beings with bloodlines do indeed have a significant advantage.

The wolf's injuries would have killed a level three wizard by now. But this wolf was still struggling, and it even seemed to be slowly recovering.

But that's just how it is.

With a single swipe of its paw, Adir killed the demon wolf, which had turned into a lump of flesh, and then moved slightly.

All around, endless mist transformed into rolling calamities, which, along with the body of the demon wolf, became pure power and surged into Adir's body.

Having done all this, Adir raised his head and, following his general senses, continued to walk forward, preparing to finish the next battle.

However, what was called a battle was really no different from a brutal killing.

After undergoing another transformation, he completely digested the blood of the demon wolf, and with the slaughter and devouring along the way, Adir's power had already expanded to an extreme, nearing the peak of level three.

With the peak combat power of a Level 3 fighter, plus the remnants of his original essence and instincts from his past as a Level 4 fighter, Adir's power at this moment is already on the verge of becoming a myth in this world.

The Netherworld-level monster, which is as terrifying as an abyss demon to others, is nothing more than a matter of two claws to Adir.

At this point, perhaps only the demons and gods of epic legends could be his match.

With various thoughts flashing through his mind, Adir continued walking towards the next location he sensed.

Outside, the rain that had been falling incessantly had stopped.

Adir's previous claw strike not only killed the demon wolf but also completely tore apart the clouds in the sky, making it impossible for rain to continue.

Bathed in sunlight, Adir walked forward listlessly, without uttering a word, his movements mechanical and rigid.

Months flew by, time flowed silently through endless motion, and its effects began to gradually take hold.

On Earth, people were surprised and delighted to discover that, as time passed, the number of calamity beasts emerging from the dark region did not increase; instead, they decreased rapidly at an extremely fast pace.

Now, half a year after the Demon Tide began, large groups of calamity beasts have disappeared, with only a few still emerging from the mist, but they can no longer bring much trouble.

Along with this phenomenon, the Gluttonous Demon God frequently appeared in many areas. Wherever it went, the local monsters would disappear, devoured by the Gluttonous Demon God.

Around the world, people build temples for the Gluttonous Demon God to pray for his protection and regularly offer him tributes, hoping that he will bless the land and keep it free from the scourge of evil beasts.

Adir may be aware of all this, but he doesn't care.

For now, he is stepping into the depths of the mist, preparing to face the enemy who is about to awaken.

Deep within the mist, in an eternally silent region, a black wind howls.

Contrary to what most people imagine, the misty region is not devoid of life; on the contrary, life can be seen everywhere, with giant black trees and sharp weeds like thorny blades.

Because of the violent power contained within the mist, most of the life here appears wild and chaotic, savage and unreasonable. However, they all have one significant commonality: they possess strong vitality and an astonishing ability to reproduce.

On the land, all sorts of monstrous beasts of various shapes and sizes breed and dwell in the depths of the mist, constructing and enacting their own life journeys.

Waaaaah...

Beneath the vast mountain peaks, a faint wolf howl suddenly rang out, carrying both ferocity and a hint of sorrow, which all who heard it could feel.

As if startled awake by something, a colossal wolf, as large as a mountain range, gently shifted its body, its massive form, over a thousand meters tall, trembling slightly as it gradually awoke from its long slumber.

This process is semi-active; it is not a natural awakening after accumulating sufficient strength, but rather an instinctive resurgence after sensing some inexplicable threat, forcibly waking it from a long slumber in order to deal with the unknown threat.

A massive wolf tail lashed out, causing layers of air to explode in the air. Beneath the black mountain, the three-headed demonic wolf stood silently, its eyes, unlike the scarlet eyes of the other demonic wolves, gleaming with a hint of clarity.

A mysterious aura began to emanate from his entire body, and the power of the Shadow Cycle began to revive, carrying a terrifying majesty unique to high-level bloodlines. It slowly spread out, causing all living beings within countless kilometers to tremble and freeze in place.

This unique resurrection is enough to make anyone realize that the calamity beast before them is not ordinary; it is not a common calamity beast, but a great deity that only exists in myths and legends, a demon god representing shadow and death, passed down through generations of epic tales.

The Demon Wolf God, Yariandora!

As if sensing the threat from afar, this powerful demon god, who has existed since ancient times, finally awoke from his ancient slumber and descended upon this world once again in his own form, leaving a new mark on this world.

Standing still, He gazed into the distance, His deep blue eyes flashing with a threatening light that was both sharp and instilled fear and unease.

Gazing into the distance, he finally lowered his head, and the aura emanating from his entire body gradually stabilized.

In all directions, strands of calamity instinctively gathered, and with the resurrection of the Demon Wolf God, they rapidly surged into the Demon Wolf God's body, helping him quickly recover to his peak power in order to face the powerful enemy in the distance.

As the aura of the Demon Wolf God gradually spread, the bodies of the calamity beasts in all directions began to wither, their life force dimming. Drawn by a higher power, their blood energy was forcibly extracted to replenish the Demon Wolf God.

Having awakened from a long slumber, and with the demonic calamity forcibly interrupted by Adir, the demonic wolf is far from back to its peak. In fact, due to the massacre of a large number of its bloodline members, its accumulated power has actually decreased.

In this state, the Demon Wolf God's power is at its lowest point in history, and it is also at its most dangerous.

Therefore, he must recover as much as possible before the distant enemy arrives, in order to face the powerful foe that may come next.

"We have news!"

Inside the Kuma Palace, lights twinkled throughout the palace, illuminating the entire area as brightly as day.

In a magnificent and spacious hall, Tarina opened her eyes, a look of shock on her face: "The footprints are to the north, Lord Adir... is heading deeper into the mist."

"What does Lord Adir want to do?" someone asked from the side, turning around to find that everyone's expression had changed.

Sylvia, dressed in magnificent robes and wearing a crown, sat in the main seat. Beside her, Ilida, dressed in a tasteful black dress, stood quietly, yet her beauty was captivating.

At that moment, both of their expressions turned serious, and a possibility suddenly popped into their minds.

"The place Lord Adir went to... seems to be the location where the Demon Wolf God sleeps..."

After a long silence, someone finally broke the silence and spoke, swallowing hard several times as they spoke.

"To defeat the demon god?"

In another palace, listening to Sirea's account and speculations, Ire was dumbfounded. He felt a warm current spread through his body in an instant, causing his whole body to tremble with excitement.

"Is this really possible?"

Gazing into the distance, he couldn't help but speak repeatedly, as if asking others, and also as if asking himself.

Throughout history, there have been many powerful epic heroes who shone brightly for a short period of time, earning the admiration of thousands.

However, even the greatest and most powerful heroes are powerless in the face of demons.

It's like two different worlds. In this world, the demon god looks down on all living beings from a high place, and no matter how powerful a mortal hero is, he is nothing more than an ant in front of such a being.

As time has flowed to the present, it seems that finally a life is about to challenge the glory of the demon god and confront him head-on.

(End of this chapter)