Wizard: I Have a Nightmare World

Dark red eyes pierced through the smoke and dust, locking onto Lynn.

There was no anger or roar in the eyes of that second-ring totem master, only a cold, almost indifferent killing intent.

Like a beast examining its prey, it doesn't rush to bite, but first enjoys the fear in the prey's eyes.

Lynn's heart almost stopped beating for a moment.

He could feel the shrunken core of the world in his palm getting slightly warm, as if responding to the totemist's gaze.

"You... took what you shouldn't have taken."

The totem master spoke, his voice hoarse and weathered, each word seeming to be squeezed from the depths of his throat, carrying the unique rhythm of an ancient language.

His totem armor was covered in cracks, and the black crystal core on his chest was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, clearly indicating that he had suffered heavy damage in the previous battle.

Even so, he is still a second-ring totem master, the strongest being in the world.

Lynn took a deep breath, gripped the World Core tightly in his palm, and then looked up to meet those dark red eyes.

He didn't care whether the other person could understand him or not, and started speaking directly.

What you've already obtained no longer belongs to you.

"Not ours?"

The totemist let out a low laugh, a laugh filled with endless sorrow and mockery.

"This world is my home, and my people have lived and thrived on this land for thousands of years."

"My ancestors laid the first foundation stone beneath this holy city, my father held the first totem ceremony here, and I fought, bled, and protected it here."

He raised the spear in his hand, and black flames suddenly rose from the tip of the spear, causing the temperature of the entire space to rise sharply at that moment.

"You outsiders invaded our homeland, slaughtered our people, and stole our core, and now you dare to say... this doesn't belong to us?!"

Before he finished speaking, he stomped his foot on the ground!

boom!!!!

A ring of black energy ripples exploded beneath his feet, and he charged straight at Lynn like a cannonball, his spear aimed directly at Lynn's chest.

"spread!"

Du Wei's voice rang out at almost the same time.

The five people scattered in different directions at the same time. The black spear flew past Lynn's ear, and the force of the spear tip left a scorching mark in the air, even burning a shallow burn on Lynn's cheek.

So fast!

Lynn was horrified.

Although he was only a third-class apprentice, he was always very confident in his reaction speed.

He didn't even see the afterimage of that spear strike. If Du Wei hadn't shouted "Scatter!" beforehand, he would be dead by now.

"Don't confront him head-on. Although his speed and strength are no longer at the second-ring level, he still retains at least the strength of a first-ring wizard."

As he shouted, Du Wei pulled two silver-white alchemical bombs from his waist and threw them at the totemist.

The totemistrar didn't even glance at the two bombs. He simply swung his spear casually, and black flames drew an arc in the air, igniting the two bombs mid-air and causing them to explode prematurely.

The flames and debris were swallowed by the black flames without causing a ripple.

"I've seen all the tricks of you wizards."

The totemist's voice was laced with disdain.

"The last time, that old wizard did the same thing, throwing out a bunch of explosive things and trying to trap me with frost magic."

"As a result, I smashed his jaw, broke his legs, and broke his staff in two."

His gaze swept over the five people present, as if he were choosing his next prey.

"And you... are even weaker than him!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the spot again.

This time, his target is Cullen!

Kuren reacted quickly enough. The moment he saw the Wolf Slayer disappear from his spot, he crossed his double axes in front of him and activated the earthen-yellow defensive rune on his chest.

A thick, earth-yellow light shield materialized and took shape in front of him.

Then the black spear arrived.

Bang!!!!!

With a deafening roar, the earthen-yellow light shield shattered in less than half a second.

Kulun's double axes were knocked out of his hands by a tremendous force, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the stone wall behind him.

The stone wall was smashed, leaving a huge dent, and cracks spread outwards.

Kulun slid down the stone wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The skin on his chest had been shattered, revealing a large area of ​​bloody flesh.

"Kullen!"

Fei Qing let out a sharp cry, and the short sword in his hand transformed into a silver-white stream of light, piercing straight for the totemist's nape.

The totemistrar didn't even turn his head; he simply reached behind him with his left hand and precisely caught Fei Qing's sword blade.

Click!

The short sword that had accompanied Fei Qing for three years was crushed like tofu between the totemist's five fingers, turning into dozens of metal fragments that clattered to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the totemist slapped Fei Qing across the chest.

Fei Qing was thrown into the air by the blow, tumbling several times before crashing heavily to the ground.

His left arm hung limply at his side, clearly broken. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his face was deathly pale.

"Fei Qing!"

Scarlett's voice was choked with sobs as she drew back the bowstring, nocking the last three arrows at once, aiming at the totemistrar's eyes and heart.

shhhhhh!

Three arrows pierced the air, moving so fast that only three blurry afterimages could be seen.

The totemist narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his left hand again, and drew a circle in front of him at an almost invisible speed.

The three arrows seemed to have struck an invisible wall, their arrowheads stopping abruptly less than three inches from the totemistrar's brow before falling limply to the ground.

Scarlett froze on the spot.

Those three arrows were her last treasures, each one imbued with a triple curse of cutting, piercing, and excruciating pain; they were a graduation gift from her teacher.

This is her trump card, and her last resort.

But now they haven't even touched the hem of each other's clothes.

Du Wei's face had turned extremely ugly at this moment.

He glanced down at the leather pouch at his waist; it was empty.

He had used up all the alchemical bombs he brought in the previous battles.

He touched his chest pocket again, where there were two smoke grenades and a flashbang, but those were just auxiliary items for interference purposes and posed no threat to a second-ring totem master.

"Lynn..."

Du Wei's voice was hoarse, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"I can only rely on the zero-ring trick now..."

Lynn did not answer; his gaze swept quickly over the totemistrar as his mind raced.

He noticed a detail: although the totemistrar appeared very powerful, the crack on the black crystal core in his chest would widen slightly before each attack.

Moreover, his breathing was not steady. Although he hid it well, Lynn could still tell from the rise and fall of his chest that he was in a state of severe energy depletion.

"He's just putting on a brave face."

Lynn suddenly spoke.

Du Wei was taken aback: "What?"

"That crystal core is about to shatter."

"His every attack accelerated the shattering of the crystal core."

Lynn's gaze sharpened.

"He is burning his own life force to maintain his fighting ability."

The totemist paused slightly.

He turned his head, his red eyes falling on Lynn, the killing intent in his eyes growing even stronger.

Although neither of them could understand each other's words, they could guess what was going on from Lynn's tone and the direction of his gaze.

"Kid, you have a sharp eye."

"But so what? Even if I only have one last blow left, it's enough to keep you all here."

He raised the spear in his hand, and the black flames on the spear tip began to shrink rapidly, condensing from their original rampant state into a single point. The color also changed from black to deep purple, emitting a chilling energy fluctuation.

If that spear were unleashed, its power would be comparable to the peak of a first-level martial arts technique, and might even approach that of a second-level technique.

Lynn looked at the spear and suddenly smiled.

"Are you going to fight to the death? Your final blow could indeed kill us all."

"But have you ever considered that your final blow... might actually be enough to destroy the very core of this world?"

He raised his right hand, and the dark red orb of light hovered above his palm, slowly rotating.

The totemist's pupils suddenly contracted.

Lynn's words were like a needle, precisely piercing his fatal weakness.

He can die, these invaders can die, but the core of the world cannot be destroyed.

That was the last hope of the totem world, the only barrier that allowed this world to continue to exist.

"Damn it, you wizards are all lunatics."

The totemist squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.

Lynn smiled brightly when he saw the totemist's appearance.

"Perhaps you're cursing us for being crazy."

"But that's actually the case. Let's make a bet: will your spear pierce my heart first, or will I crush this core first?"