Wizard Immortal

Chapter 634 Two Choices

A faint crimson power flowed slowly, coursing through Adir's body along with the flow of blood. Then, with each cycle of blood circulation, it gradually disappeared, silently merging into Adir's body.

As this process unfolded, Adir's body changed silently, his flesh and blood becoming stronger, growing at a slow but steady pace, much faster than when he had cultivated alone before.

"efficient."

Feeling his body growing stronger, Adir's eyes lit up. He then further released his mental suppression, and the killing power within him surged forth, continuing to flow towards that drop of divine blood.

As the power of slaughter continued to transform, drop by drop of crimson power was transformed from the crimson divine blood and slowly injected into Adir's body, bringing his already powerful body to a new level.

"At this rate, I'll reach the pinnacle of Radiant Knight in three months at most..."

Feeling his body growing stronger, Adir murmured to himself.

Over the past few months, the killing power within him had been accumulating, but he had suppressed it, unable to absorb it, and instead kept it deep within his body.

Only now, after possessing the divine blood of other gods, has he had the means to witness the manifestation of these killing powers and has finally put them to use.

"Now, what's preventing me from becoming stronger is actually my lack of killing power..."

Quietly rising from the lab table, Adir murmured to himself as he felt the killing power within him diminish.

Previously, out of fear that the power of killing would affect his will, Adir had been deliberately reducing his killing, preventing the power of killing within him from increasing to a critical level, so as not to be affected by the will of the God of Slaughter.

But now that he has the means to convert killing power, Adir is complaining that the amount of killing power in his body is too small.

This change was rather strange, causing Adir to shake his head and give a wry smile.

"The only way to rapidly increase one's killing power is through rapid killing, but this can easily cause trouble under normal circumstances."

The act of killing itself is simple, but the things it brings about are very complex.

The simplicity lies in the fact that this world is teeming with people, making killing someone as powerful as Adir incredibly easy.

The complexity refers to the consequences of the act of killing itself.

The simplest example is Orff.

As the Pope of the Church of Slaughter, this person is absolutely powerful. In Adir's opinion, his strength has definitely reached the legendary level, which is the fourth tier.

However, even with such formidable strength, after repeatedly instigating massacres, and facing encirclement and suppression by churches across the continent and open rejection by nobles of various nations, it has become a public enemy, hated and killed by the entire world. Anyone who dares to show their face will immediately be surrounded and killed.

If Adir dares to indiscriminately slaughter everyone, Orf's fate will serve as a cautionary tale.

"Killing civilians is too risky; once discovered, one will immediately become a pariah..."

Thinking about Orf's current fate, Adir slowly fell into deep thought: "But killing prisoners as before is not a long-term solution."

The number of prisoners is limited, even in a royal capital like Tam City, the number of prisoners held in its prisons is not large, at most a few hundred.

This quantity is nothing to Adir.

"We need to kill openly and honestly, and in sufficient numbers. The only suitable place seems to be the battlefield..."

After a moment of contemplation, Adir had this thought: "Of course, some gathering places of demonic creatures, though rare, are powerful, so they are equally suitable."

The thought crossed his mind, and he slowly got up and walked outside.

Just as Adir got up, preparing to leave.

In the distance, within a secluded castle nestled in the mountains, a change is taking place.

A faint crimson light began to emerge, and an inexplicable fluctuation spread in all directions, immediately alerting one of the people in the area.

"The power of the Blood Moon is beginning to revive! Who is it?!"

In the spacious hall, a huge blood-red crystal stood silently in the center, beneath which was a huge pool filled with liquids of various colors.

A strong stench of blood filled the air, but the figure beside the crystal seemed unfazed. He simply stood up and gazed solemnly at a distant corner.

Through the faint crimson light in the hall, the figure slowly emerged.

This is an old man who looks very old. His hair has turned completely white, and he is so thin that he looks like skin and bones, as if all his flesh and blood have disappeared.

He wore a blood-red robe, his cloudy eyes fixed on the distance, his long, dry white hair fluttering in the wind. His face was cold and stern, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the castle's barriers, looking towards the distant horizon.

"A divine response from the Blood Moon God has been detected. Is it the awakening of the Blood Moon God's descendants? Or is it the revival of the Blood Moon God's priesthood?"

He gazed into the distance, his blood-red robe fluttering in the wind. At that moment, he sensed a faint divine power rising from the distance, and a sense of urgency began to rise in his heart.

Because of the great distance, he could not accurately pinpoint the source of the divine power reaction; he could only vaguely sense that the divine power reaction existed within the Kingdom of Tamru.

"Karush, my old friend, was it you who did this?"

He gazed in the direction of Tam City in the distance, and the image of a heroic young man appeared before him, causing a hint of apprehension to surface on his face.

There was a huge hole in his chest, and a faint pain was emanating from it. He paused for a moment, then turned to look at the center of the hall.

In the center of the hall, a huge pool of blood stood silently, now almost full, enveloping a massive crystal in the center.

Inside the enormous blood-red crystal, a tiny figure stood silently.

She was a very small girl, who looked to be only about four or five years old.

The little girl had long, blood-red hair and fair, pale skin. Her appearance was so exquisite that anyone who saw her would be genuinely amazed and marvel at how such a perfect girl could exist in the world.

She stood naked in the blood-red crystal, her eyes closed, seemingly in a deep sleep.

An aura of unparalleled nobility and immeasurable antiquity emanated from her, subtly transforming the area into a forbidden zone, where no one, except for certain unique and powerful beings, could approach her.

Standing quietly in place, gazing at the little girl sleeping in the crystal before him, the old man's face revealed greed and longing.

"Soon...soon...soon, you'll be mine..."

He gazed at the little girl sleeping in the crystal before him, his eyes revealing a deep longing and greed.

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"A place suitable for the growth of killing power..."

In the manor where Adir lived, sitting in a small pavilion in a garden, Mar looked surprised as she listened to Adir's questions.

In an instant, the question Adir asked immediately brought to mind the blood of slaughter on Adir's body.

However, she didn't ask anything. She just pondered for a moment and then said, "The growth of the power of killing depends on killing. To achieve this, we must find a place with many lives."

"The mainland would have been a perfect place, but there are many churches on the mainland. If we start a massacre, we will immediately become enemies of the people."

"However, it might be worth trying in places without church rule..."

"A place without church rule, for example?" Adir nodded and asked with some curiosity.

"The divine kingdom of the gods, and... the abyss..." Mar didn't keep them in suspense and directly gave his answer.

"The divine realm and the abyss..." Adir frowned, and information about the two flashed through his mind.

Neither the kingdom of the gods nor the abyss are good places.

The divine kingdom is a world created by the gods, often inhabited by a large number of the gods' supplicants and the creatures they raise. It is extremely unfriendly to outsiders who are not believers in the gods.

The abyss is also not a good place.

This is the source of evil, the filth of the world, where everything that is extremely evil, cruel, terrifying, and violent is as common as eating and drinking.

That was the infamous Land of Chaos, a place of extreme chaos and evil, and a notorious evil place.

"The divine kingdoms of the gods, after the great chaos of ancient times, have mostly suffered accidents, either damaged or fallen, and have lost their former glory..."

Looking at Adir, Mar said, "Some divine kingdoms were shattered, and the originally vast world was reduced to fragments, becoming many smaller planes, which are displayed outside the main world."

"Some divine kingdoms fell due to the fall of their gods, and the laws within them changed drastically. The gods who survived there were transformed into fallen beings, and they never regained their former glory."

"As for the abyss, it is also a suitable place for slaughter..."

She slowly began to speak, saying, "There is no order in the abyss. A demon spends his entire life in slaughter from birth. My lord, if you seek slaughter, this is the most suitable place for you."

"Of course, getting to both places is extremely difficult..."

"The kingdoms of the gods, due to the fall of the gods and the passage of time, have mostly shifted from their original locations. The shattered fragments of the divine kingdoms have disappeared, and finding them is extremely difficult."

"As for the abyss, it is equally difficult for outsiders to enter."

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