Wizard Immortal

Chapter 646 Sweep!

"it's me."

Standing still, Adir nodded directly in response to the old man of the Night's Watch's questioning.

Adir never denied what he had done; some things were done and that was that, so he simply nodded in agreement.

"Very good, it seems we made the right choice."

Seeing Adir's straightforward admission, the old Night's Watchman was first surprised, then a sinister smile appeared on his face: "Now I have another reason to kill you."

"The way you're saying it makes it sound like you'd let me leave safely if I didn't kill your people."

Adir was speechless for a moment, and just looked at the other person and said.

The old night watchman was taken aback, then his face darkened with anger: "Enough with the nonsense."

He stretched out his hand, and a thin, bony arm slowly rose. After a moment, it reacted with some kind of power generated by the surrounding blood sacrifice, forming a giant black hand in mid-air, which then crashed down.

With a loud bang, the air pressure in the entire space suddenly increased dramatically. At a microscopic level, wisps of resentment could be seen gathering, forming ferocious and venomous faces in mid-air, emitting venomous roars as if expressing a longing for life and an unwillingness to die.

Echoes flashed across the spot, and faint ripples rose continuously in mid-air, directly connecting with the blood energy filling the sky, transforming the entire palace into a small semi-domain.

Within this environment, the power of all outsiders will be greatly weakened, while the power of the Night Watch will be continuously enhanced. With this ebb and flow, even a Golden Knight at his peak might not be able to defeat an ordinary Golden Priest in this place.

At this moment, the black-robed priest before them was none other than a figure equivalent to a King of Knights. Furthermore, a legendary Bloodthirsty Knight lay lurking silently nearby.

With such a lineup, it's no wonder that Angola has no confidence in Adir.

A gentle breeze was howling, and Adir raised his head as he watched the ferocious faces rushing towards him.

A powerful surge of battle aura was erupting forth.

A long sword pierced the air in an instant, like an angry dragon emerging from its nest, and swung straight into the sky. The immense blood energy contained within it erupted in an instant, its power enough to shock the world.

The silver light shimmered, and in the blink of an eye, accompanied by a terrifying aura, all the dark and malevolent divine power vanished, shattered by an ordinary longsword, leaving only a few afterglows.

With a single swing of his sword, Adir walked forward calmly, his expression unchanged, without any further movement, and then swung his sword again.

Strands of battle aura swirled before his eyes, instantly solidifying into a tangible form. Under Adir's control, they surged forward like the mighty Yangtze River, engulfing everything in their path.

"you!!"

The old man on watch was horrified. Before he could finish speaking, he was overwhelmed by the immense power contained in the sword. Flesh and blood kept falling off his body, leaving sword marks all over it, as if he were being torn apart by a thousand cuts.

"Bishop!!" The other black-robed Night Watchmen nearby were shocked and immediately charged forward with a low growl.

Adir met his gaze with cold eyes. In the blink of an eye, the power of his origin as a former fifth-tier archmage, and the iron will honed through countless battles, erupted and crashed into the other's mind with a single glance.

In the blink of an eye, the faces of the Night Watchmen who were rushing forward froze. At that moment, the scenery before them began to change. The palace disappeared from the spot, and cages rose up one after another. One after another, ferocious monsters emerged from them, glaring at them with their violent killing intent.

Before they could even last a few seconds, the eyes of the black-robed night watchmen who had rushed in became vacant. Their entire mental seas were destroyed by the violent killing intent, and their will was erased from their minds. They were dead beyond any doubt.

Although their bodies were unharmed, their spirits were completely dead. Even if they were still alive, they would only be in a vegetative state, and there was no way to save them.

"ah!!"

A tiny glimmer of light shone brightly, instantly attracting Adir's attention.

He turned and looked, and saw the old watchman who had spoken earlier roaring as he charged out from the pools of blood in the distance. Although his body was covered in blood and looked extremely terrifying, he was still alive and had actually survived Adir's sword strike.

On the old man's chest, a black necklace shimmered faintly, with a subtle divine power emanating from it, seemingly connected to the surrounding divine realm. It unleashed immense power, negating the small amount of force that Adir had unleashed.

"It has a divine power reaction, a divine artifact?"

Looking at the necklace that had saved the old man at the crucial moment, Adir muttered to himself with some doubt, then denied it the next moment: "No, it only has the reaction of divine power, but lacks the corresponding authority and will, so it can only be considered a divine power item."

"Unfortunately, it's of no use to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and swung his sword out again.

It was as if an ancient, ancient being roared to the sky, causing the clouds in all directions to tremble. At this moment, the sky began to change color, and the clouds that had been lingering all over the sky disappeared, stirred up by an incomparably terrifying aura, and directly lost all their color.

Space seemed to lose its meaning at this moment, up and down began to invert, left and right began to tilt. The sword that was clearly slashed from a great distance struck the old man of the Night's Watch with perfect accuracy in an instant, without leaking any of its power, which was completely contained in this one strike.

With a soft thud, and under the incredulous gaze of the old night watchman, a crack appeared in the necklace on his chest.

As soon as this crack appeared, it was like a chain reaction, with more cracks appearing one after another. Then, with a loud bang, it shattered completely, leaving only fragments on the ground, carrying a strong divine power reaction.

"Impossible!! The Lord's divine power has been..."

The old night watchman's eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to pop them out. His old, decaying face was filled with disbelief and a deep fear.

Without the protection of the necklace, his body began to crack. His flesh and blood were constantly being blown away by the howling battle qi, turning into broken flesh and blood tissue that dripped off inch by inch, revealing the crystalline bones behind the flesh and blood.

A large, blood-red hand suddenly reached out. It hadn't made a move before, but at this moment when the Night's Watch regional bishop was about to die, the Bloodthirsty Sir could no longer sit still and made a move to try to save the old Night's Watchman.

The silver longsword slashed down straight down, and countless silver sparks roared and danced in the air, like a silver dragon soaring into the sky and glaring angrily forward.

A silver longsword appeared at the crucial moment, blocking Bloody Jazz's arm. Although it only delayed him for a moment, it was enough to settle the matter.

In mid-air, the blood-stained, withered arm paused for a moment, and then with a loud bang, the old night watchman's body exploded in a mixture of resentment and fear. His flesh and bones were shattered into tiny fragments, completely destroyed from the very core of his body, leaving not a trace of life.

In a sense, this can be considered a true case of no remains.

A dense aura of resentment rose up, and on the spot, on the old man's corpse, wisps of resentment emerged, then transformed into a hideous and venomous face, which was slowly drawn by the surrounding magic array and fell into the blood pool in the center.

Bloodthirsty Knight lowered his arm, his blood-red eyes fixed on Adir ahead: "You are very good."

"It's not bad."

Adir remained calm, showing no reaction to the Bloodthirsty Sir's cold and murderous intent, and simply smiled slightly, saying, "However, you seem to be in rather poor condition."

Indeed, the Bloodthirsty Jazz in front of him looked extremely unwell.

Standing there, Bloody Jazz was thin and gaunt, his whole body shrouded in a blood-red halo at all times, and he also had a bit of a paranoid and crazy mood. Something seemed wrong with him.

Physical health is manageable, but the spirit is the foundation for the birth of willpower and true spiritual power. As a legend, as a fourth-tier being, regardless of the path one chooses, one should not allow any problems to arise in one's spirit.

The state of mind that Bloody Jazz was exhibiting was clearly not his original state of mind, but rather something that had influenced him to slowly become like this.

Bloodthirsty Jazz turned away coldly, remaining aloof and silent. He simply waved his hand, his immense spiritual power drawing the blood and resentment contained within the surrounding area towards Adir.

boom! !

With a muffled thud, a silver light rushed forward, and all the blood and resentment in front of them vanished as quickly as ice melting under flames. They were completely blasted away by a sword light that shot straight up into the sky, leaving no trace whatsoever.

In the fading light, a faint sense of majesty emanated, revealing the true nature of the fourth rank without any concealment, directly displayed before everyone present.

In an instant, Bloody Jazz's figure was forced backward by streaks of silver sword light, until he crashed heavily into a wall with a bang.

"You have indeed received the gift of the Blood Moon God and have ascended to the Legendary level!!"

Looking at Adir before him, and sensing the intense aura of Blood Moon power emanating from him, the Bloodthirsty Knight was filled with disbelief: "The power of the Blood Moon God has long been exhausted. I have poured my heart and soul into collecting it through blood sacrifices for hundreds of years, and I have only managed to gather this pool of Blood Moon power. How could you possibly possess such a vast gift?"

His face was filled with disbelief as he felt the strong aura of blood moon power emanating from Adir. For a moment, he was even a little dazed, like a poor guy suddenly seeing a rich second-generation. His expression was extremely complicated at this moment.

(End of this chapter)