Wizard Immortal

Chapter 773 Facing the Gods

The blood of slaughter is constantly being forged.

At this moment, as the flame of life blazed fiercely, the drop of golden blood began to change. Its external form was constantly being peeled away, and the layers of rules that formed the barrier were gradually stripped away by the flame of life, leaving only its pure essence, which now fully appeared before Adir.

A sliver of residual golden light shimmered within.

At that moment, in Adir's perception, a vast and majestic aura rose from the front, sweeping across all directions. Even standing still, Adir felt a strong sense of unease, as if he instinctively sensed a threat.

Seemingly sensing a higher level of power, Adir's body tensed up instinctively and reacted.

The fact that this object could elicit such a reaction from Adir, who was gradually transforming into a demigod, reveals its true nature.

Gods.

The golden light before us is none other than the divine essence contained within the blood of slaughter.

In other words, it is divinity.

The Blood of Slaughter is the divine blood left behind by the God of Slaughter before he fell into silence in ancient times. It contains the original power of the God of Slaughter and carries a trace of his divine essence.

It is precisely because of this divine essence that the blood of slaughter can influence other living beings, turning them into children of slaughter, twisting them into another kind of existence, and making them tools of the god of slaughter, serving him under his manipulation.

The ability to accomplish all of these operations relies on the divine essence contained within the blood of slaughter.

At this moment, as Adir ascended to demigod status, the divine fire generated during the ascension process continuously burned away the blood of slaughter, and the divine essence within it finally revealed itself, no longer hidden within Adir's body.

"bring it on……"

Gazing at the golden divine spark before him, Adir remained calm, his heart devoid of sorrow or joy, and silently extended his hand.

He stretched out his arm, a fair arm that stretched out calmly, and grabbed the golden light.

Then everything in front of me began to change.

A hazy vision loomed ahead, and at this moment, a hazy darkness began to gradually emerge in the area before us.

That hazy darkness obscured everything, affecting Adir's consciousness in that instant and pulling a fragment of his consciousness into a space that existed in the darkness.

Deep, calm, dark.

In the vast expanse of space, a great will slumbers.

It was an immeasurably majestic figure, its size so enormous that its exact dimensions were impossible to discern. Even a mere wisp of its aura caused the surrounding space to tremble, filling the air with a profound sense of terror.

A faint air of authority slowly emerged from this figure, spreading outwards.

At this moment, along with the changes in the outside world, in this vast world, that majestic figure began to gradually revive, and a pair of blood-red eyes slowly opened.

A vast killing aura slowly spread from this figure, enveloping the world, like a destructive demon god from ancient times, ready to destroy the entire world in an instant and overturn it.

He opened his eyes, and a vast and astonishing killing field unfolded before him.

Under the cold gaze of this being, a new will began to emerge ahead.

It was a pure and powerful will, though it was much smaller than the figure before him, appearing extremely insignificant and not worth mentioning at all.

The two stood side by side, like the difference between a firefly and the sun, utterly incomparable.

However, compared to the terrifying aura emanating from the imposing figure before them, the aura emanating from this figure was particularly unique.

A faint aura of tranquility emanated from the newly appeared figure. That pure aura spread throughout the surrounding space, seemingly dispelling the filth of the world and making the whole world peaceful and clear.

The previously chaotic region was gradually calmed down, and order began to return to the previously disordered area. The moment this figure appeared, the world fell into peace.

Compared to the imposing figure before them, this figure's power was not particularly strong, but its unique aura was enough to make one tremble and create a unique sense of amazement.

Before him, sensing that pure aura, even that majestic being couldn't help but be somewhat surprised. At this moment, something seemed to have appeared in his blood-red eyes as he looked ahead, scrutinizing the figure that had appeared in front of him.

"You are special..."

He spoke calmly, his voice echoing in the area, causing turbulence in the surrounding space. The mere sound shook the entire world, making it impossible to withstand the majesty emanating from that being.

It was like the words of a god; even the slightest whisper could affect the entire world, influencing the will of the being before them.

"It's been a long time..."

Having arrived in this space, and sensing the imposing figure before him, whose form was invisible, Adir calmly raised his head and spoke softly.

The area before us is clearly not real, but rather a unique region that lies between illusion and reality.

Nothing can exist within it; only its own powerful will can exist.

No external force can be brought into this place.

To enter this space, all that remains is one's own will and the power of one's true spirit.

Different wills will manifest in different forms in this space.

For example, Adir, who is standing here, has changed his appearance after arriving in this space.

His appearance remained unchanged; he looked exactly the same as before, with no difference whatsoever except for some minor alterations.

Her original black hair turned silver, her eyes also turned silver, and her ears looked sharp, giving her an elven quality.

This represents Adir's inclination.

The fact that Adir has become like this after arriving in this space shows that deep down, he still subconsciously prefers this appearance.

The same was true of the enormous figure before them.

Before them stood a colossal figure of boundless grandeur. Its mere outstretched body was like a world unto itself. Every cell, every drop of flesh, seemed capable of engulfing an ocean and transforming it into a new continent.

It's terrifying.

To some extent, this means that the opponent's power is incredibly strong. Even without any external force, the mere manifestation of will and true spirit power is enough to create such a terrifying scene.

If the power Adir displayed in this place was a small stream, then what was before them was a bottomless ocean.

There is absolutely no comparison between the two.

Facing this great being, Adir remained calm, despite feeling a heavy pressure.

His attitude clearly surprised the imposing figure on the other side.

"Your soul is very pure..."

That being spoke softly, its voice reverberating throughout the space before it. At that moment, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at Adir, within which seemed to conjure up images of boundless slaughter.

At this moment, gazing at Adir before him and sensing the aura emanating from Adir's soul, he couldn't help but sigh: "Such a powerful will, such a pure soul, even the so-called Holy Spirit probably cannot compare to you..."

"You flatter me..."

Adir's expression was calm as he gazed serenely at the imposing figure before him.

Under normal circumstances, if they were outside, Adir would be no match for the person in front of him. A single glance from the other party would be enough to severely injure him, or even kill him.

But the space before us is different.

The opponent's true form had obviously perished long ago, with most of its power gone. All that remained here was a remnant of its will, which could only float in this space. Through the connection of the blood of slaughter, Adir's soul was pulled to this area in front of him.

In this region, at this point, the so-called balance of power is no longer that important.

The only factor that can truly determine the outcome between the two is this one.

The will of each other.

The strength currently present is indeed far greater than that of Adir. If both of them were outside and could fully display their power, Adir would definitely turn around and leave without saying a word.

But upon arriving at this place, all external factors vanish, and the only thing left to compete on is one's own will.

As long as one's will is strong enough, no matter how powerful the opponent is, they cannot affect one's existence.

Conversely, if one's will is not strong enough, even the stronger party may be devoured by the weaker party.

This means that by eliminating various factors, we are truly on the same level and in fair competition.

Having realized this, Adir naturally had nothing to fear.

"Your soul is too pure; it has not been tainted by the power of slaughter..."

Before them, the imposing presence spoke softly, its will resonating powerfully: "Indulging in slaughter, wouldn't it be better to inherit my path?"

"Other people's paths are ultimately their own. If you walk them too often, you might even end up belonging to them..."

Adir's expression remained calm as he gazed at the figure before him and slowly spoke, "You sow the seeds of slaughter, burying them within different people. Is it out of kindness, simply to ensure others inherit your path?"

(End of this chapter)