Wizard Immortal

Chapter 643 Turmoil

In the peaceful environment, the days passed one by one.

As dawn and night alternated time and again, after an unknown amount of time, a slight change began to occur in the same place.

A faint flame began to burn in place, and then the purple flame suddenly surged higher.

In the midst of silence, the once lifeless canyon suddenly came alive.

"Finally, something's changing!"

Sensing the commotion in the canyon, Mar strode out of a tent and looked at the flames that were beginning to flicker ahead, a look of joy spreading across his face.

Several days ago, she had a premonition that something was starting to change down there, but she wasn't sure. Only today did she finally become certain.

Tiny specks of dust shimmered in place. The next moment, the entire earth trembled slightly, as if an ancient behemoth had turned over in its slumber, its body shaking the earth and causing it to tremble continuously.

The roaring flames shot straight into the sky, and the next moment, endless radiance began to bloom. The radiance of the entire sky began to dim at this moment and gradually lost its color.

A figure roared out of the flames and slowly looked up into the distance.

A detached yet powerful aura of bloodline majesty spread from the spot, as deep and boundless as the ocean, instilling a sense of awe and fear in those who felt it. Even just sensing this aura caused them to tremble and dare not stand within its range.

An immense power shot straight into the sky at that moment, and in the azure firmament, a crimson radiance began to flicker, gradually transforming into the shape of a blood moon.

Amidst the endless flames, Adir quietly stepped out of the fire and slowly looked up at the sky.

"Was it still affected?"

Gazing at the blood moon slowly emerging in the sky, he murmured to himself.

After the transformation was complete, his entire body was filled with the aura of the Blood Moon God, and he was severely influenced by the Blood Moon God.

The reason for this is not due to any other reason, but simply because most of the power in Adir's body was transformed from the divinity of the Blood Moon. His power naturally carries the attributes of the Blood Moon God and is therefore severely affected by the Blood Moon God.

Fortunately, Adir's ascension was not based on the Blood Moon Divinity, so although he was severely affected, he was not completely assimilated.

As long as things are handled properly in the future and time is used to gradually wear down the influence of the Blood Moon God, the current situation can be minimized.

The thought flashed quietly through his mind, and the next moment, Adir turned around and slowly walked towards the direction where Mar was.

As he walked, the purple flames on the surrounding ground began to disappear spontaneously, slowly being drawn back into Adir's body as he approached.

By the time Adir reached Mar, the enormous flames that had enveloped and obscured the entire canyon had gradually disappeared, revealing the remaining scenery beneath the flames.

"My lord."

Standing there, watching Adir approach and feeling the immense aura emanating from him, Mar exclaimed excitedly, "You succeeded!"

"Well, we succeeded by sheer luck."

Seeing Mar's appearance, Adir gave a relaxed smile and then said softly, "Go get me a set of clothes."

"Ah, yes." Mar realized what was happening, quickly lowered her head, turned around and went into the tent next to her, taking out a set of black robes that had already been prepared.

How long did it take for me to get this promotion?

As Adir took the clothes from Mar, he asked a question.

"A little over a month and three days," Mar said.

"Not bad." Adir nodded. "Although it wasn't finished within a month, the timeframe was about right."

"Alright, let's go."

"Yes." Mar nodded, then stepped forward and obediently walked to Adir's side.

Inside the deep palace, a faint light constantly flickered around.

Sitting quietly in his room, Gruul held a thick book in his hand, turning the pages quietly, looking as if he were reading in peace.

But as he read, his legs trembled slightly, his face was unusually pale, and there was a fine sheen of sweat on his forehead. He didn't seem to be enjoying reading at all; instead, he appeared extremely nervous.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At that moment, a soft knock sounded at the door.

"Come in." Hearing the knock on the door, Gruul didn't turn around and spoke directly.

As soon as the words were spoken, the door to the room was opened instantly, and a person walked straight in.

It was a very tall figure, with a strong build and a resolute face, looking like a valiant knight, inspiring trust in him.

Turning slightly to the side and seeing the person in front of him, Gruul secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then said, "It's Zamur."

"What is it?" He put down the book in his hand, looked at the other person, and asked calmly.

"Your Highness, those surveillance agents have left."

Standing in front of Gruul, looking at Gruul's appearance, Zamur sighed deeply and then spoke.

"call"

Immediately, Gruul took a deep breath, his expression changing drastically. His previous calm vanished, replaced by anxiety and tension: "How is it? What news came from Father?"

"It's a pity." Zamur's face showed helplessness: "His Majesty is under close surveillance. The maids and guards inside have been replaced without anyone noticing. No news can get out from there."

"What's outside?" Gruul seemed unsurprised by Zamur's words, but then asked.

"No news either." Zamur's lips curled into a bitter smile. "The maid we sent out to deliver the message has never returned. She's probably already..."

"There's no sound from outside. Either the letter never reached Baron Yaso, or Baron Yaso simply didn't understand Your Highness's intentions."

"Impossible," Gruul muttered to himself. "That code was taught to me by his sister. Yasuo should have been able to understand what I meant as soon as he saw it."

"Regardless of the final outcome, the best news is that Baron Yasuo has not been captured so far."

Looking at Gruul's appearance, Zamur sighed softly and then said, "Perhaps Baron Yaso is already on his way to seek help from the churches."

"Yes, that must be it!" Gruul's eyes lit up, and a new hope appeared on his face.

"I'm afraid your hopes are going to be dashed," a voice suddenly rang out from outside.

Immediately, the expressions of the two people on the spot changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)