Wizard Immortal

Chapter 620 The Resurrection of the King of Watch

A sword light swept across the area, instantly unleashing the primordial power of impermanence that could destroy everything. Endless storms erupted on the spot, and the central area was like a place where countless bombs were dropped in an instant, bursting out with a terrifying and horrifying roar.

Rocks crashed against the sky, and waves pounded the shore! Endless sand and gravel rolled up, and dust swirled across the land. Suddenly, a terrifying force capable of destroying everything crashed down, like the sharpest divine sword, cleaving through the chaotic darkness before them.

boom!!

Boundless, enormous sand and gravel fell from the sky, blown upwards by incredibly violent winds, and then crashed to the ground under the influence of immense battle energy. Sparks flew up in mid-air as they fell like giant meteorites, creating enormous craters in the earth.

In an instant, countless wails erupted, including the painful cries of the dying, as well as intense negative emotions such as pain and despair.

Faced with all this, amidst the storm, Adir's face was cold and heroic, his long hair flying, and he directly raised his sword horizontally, slashing down with increasing force.

As the longsword was wielded, the supreme battle aura and profound meaning were unleashed. Although the power contained within was not particularly strong, the will it contained revealed Adir's powerful nature without a doubt, causing the power contained in this sword to be amplified countless times in an instant, bursting down with the most terrifying force in a short period of time.

boom! !

In the dim and blood-soaked divine realm, a sharp sword light slashed down, and then all the stars in the sky fell, making Adir appear as if a god had descended to earth, as heroic and tall as a reincarnated deity, so awe-inspiring that one could not look directly at him.

"The Divine Realm... the Divine Realm has been cleaved in two!!"

In the distance, feeling the divine realm severed by Adir's sword, the middle-aged man in black robes was terrified. His face was blank, as if he had seen something unbelievable. His face was as stiff as the bark of an old tree, unable to express any emotion.

The night watchman knew the layout of this place better than anyone.

In the preceding months, he had sacrificed hundreds of people here, using their resentment and death energy as the foundation, and supplemented by the Night Watch ritual, he had temporarily transformed this place into the Night Watch's divine domain. Being in it, enemies would naturally be forcibly suppressed, and the Night Watch's power would also be strengthened. With this ebb and flow, he would naturally be able to handle things with ease.

But with a single sword strike from this young knight, the seemingly unbreakable divine realm was shattered, signifying the loss of home-field advantage and plunging the knight into crisis.

At this moment, he suddenly realized something, and a thought flashed through his mind.

"not good!"

The thought had barely formed in his mind when the dazzling lights before him began to transform, and a sudden burst of brilliant silver light, like scattered meteors, flashed up. Within this light, countless silver sword energies crisscrossed, instantly coalescing together like brilliant meteors crashing down, unleashing the most deadly killing intent.

Yinhua!!

The power of the life-secret technique blossomed at this moment, and endless brilliant battle qi began to burn. Infinite power poured down at this moment, condensing into a silver, brilliant river in mid-air, like the Milky Way hanging high, yet carrying the most deadly killing intent, making people tremble with fear and dare not look directly at it.

"No!!"

Gazing at the dazzling silver light before him, the middle-aged man blankly stretched out his hand, only to find that countless cracks had appeared on his arm at some point, with tiny blood vessels blooming on them. In the wounds, bone fragments and blood vessels were clearly visible, making it look bloody at first glance.

Unbeknownst to him, his body had been torn apart by the sword energy into countless tiny pieces of flesh. At this moment, strands of flesh fell off his body, turning into countless tiny drops of blood and flesh that fell to the ground. His entire body was then transformed into a cloud of blood foam that exploded, like a blooming flower of blood, both fresh and extremely gruesome.

"They ran away?"

Looking at the blood foam scattered everywhere, Adir slowly sheathed his longsword and frowned.

The black-robed priest just now had a very strange aura. In terms of strength, he was only equivalent to a silver knight, but his aura was very weak and had a sense of emptiness like a shadow.

It now seems that the body the other party is in here is likely not its true form, but rather a projection or clone, which is why it was able to escape safely from Adir.

"Never mind, at least there's still one left..."

Shaking his head, Adir silently sheathed his sword, turned and walked to the side, or more precisely, to the side of a black-robed priest.

Similar to the previous black-clad priest, this night watchman, who looked like an old man, also had a strange aura. He was likely not the main body, but merely a projection of an avatar, just like the previous one.

If Adir hadn't struck first, using his mental power to lure and induce the other party into unconsciousness, the other party could have simply committed suicide, leaving Adir with nothing.

"Let me see what your intentions are..."

Quietly extending his hand, Adir spoke softly, placing his left hand slowly on the old man's forehead. A wisp of spiritual energy began to slowly bloom, resonating with the spiritual entity before him.

In a hazy vision, Adir seemed to glimpse a scene.

In a dimly lit hall, countless firelights illuminated the long staircase, bringing a faint glow to the place.

In the dim light, at the end of the steps ahead, a huge statue stood.

The statue looked very large, wearing a long black robe and some kind of bronze mask on its face. It exuded a mysterious aura and a vast divine power.

At the bottom of the many steps, countless classrooms in black robes were filled with devout prayers, their faces etched with piety and fervor.

"My lord, no matter the cost, we will restore you!"

"We will surely find your reincarnation!"

boom!!

The next moment, countless fragments of memory surged forth, and the scene before them was like a perfectly intact painting being forcibly torn apart, with everything within it falling into stillness.

Retreating from the depths of his mind, Adir shook his head vigorously to clear his mind, then looked down at the ground.

On the ground, the old-looking black-robed priest was already dead, drops of blood dripping from his eyes. His life force was extinguished in an instant, leaving Adir no chance whatsoever.

"He managed to regain consciousness during a moment of spiritual resonance, and then immediately committed suicide? That's quite decisive..."

Shaking his head hard, Adir stared at the corpse at his feet, enduring the intense pain in his head, and began to recall some of the information he had previously obtained.

The black-clad figure descends, and the King of Watchers is about to be resurrected—these are the fragments of information Adir gleaned from the corpse.

The King of Watchers is about to return; his reincarnated form has already appeared and will return in the coming decades.

This was the most important message Adir received.

"interesting···"

Upon hearing this secret, Adir found it quite interesting.

He came to this world for the sake of perhaps a higher level of inheritance and power. To achieve this goal, he would inevitably have to come into contact with the highest levels of this world, those lofty deities.

The King of Watchers is about to be resurrected, which is not bad news for him, but rather great news.

Upon learning this news, Adir thought of many more things in an instant.

The gods of this world have not performed any miracles for a long time. Although there are priests who act on behalf of the gods and guard the area for them, the legends about the gods have stagnated, and no one has truly witnessed the traces of the gods for a long time.

Now that the King of Watch is about to be resurrected, what about the God of Slaughter, the Lord of Darkness, and even the other gods?

In an instant, Adir recalled the events of recent years: the frequent activities of various churches, the rampant expansion of the Dark Church, and the frequent massacres of believers...

"Interesting, really interesting..."

Standing there, recalling all of this, Adir smiled, feeling more excited than ever before.

Being at this crucial juncture, he had no doubt that he could intervene.

The numerous primordial powers that were separated from the original body before the reincarnation served as evidence.

Even disregarding everything else, the profound source power he currently possesses is enough to subtly influence his surroundings and gradually push him to the center of many important events.

This was true of Orff before her, and even of Hilna.

At this moment, Adir already had a premonition.

In the days to come, the world will likely find it difficult to remain peaceful.

(End of this chapter)