Wizard Immortality.

Chapter 111 You think you're worthy of my bounty?

The raindrops were shaped like soybeans.

Under the storm.

The waves crashed fiercely against the rocks and the sea surface.

The sea surface several kilometers away from Vik.

The group of six, all dressed in black robes, concealed their spiritual magnetic fields and hovered above the surging sea.

"Ron, are you sure that person is hiding on the rocks some distance away?"

"Don't worry, I've been secretly tracking him for three years, and he has never left the Stormy Sea."

"But I heard that the target is also a bloodline wizard and is extremely powerful. If he wants to escape, the six of us will probably have a hard time stopping him."

The wizard named Ron was the one who planted the mark on Vic at the wizard's tavern that day.

He grinned.

He took out a small bag of witchcraft orbs and said confidently, "There are six witchcraft orbs in here, all of them are curses of weakness."

One for each of you.

When we all attack at once, we'll definitely catch him off guard.

The bounty of 15,000 soul stones will be easily obtained.

A curse of weakness?!

The other five people exchanged glances, their hearts filled with shock.

Only jewelers can make magic orbs, and jewelers are a mysterious profession in the field of creation. Therefore, most of the orbs available on the market are of three elements: ice, fire, and lightning.

Besides.

Creating the magic jewels of the other five domains requires jewelers to have a sufficiently profound understanding and knowledge of these domains.

They were terrified when they heard the curse of weakness.

This is because, unlike the ordinary energy clashes of the first level, once the power of the curse marks a target, it cannot be dispelled unless the caster is killed or the caster actively removes it.

Otherwise, it will never dissipate.

Furthermore, typical protective magic systems are ineffective against curse-based magic within the realm of sorcery.

Vic's infamy was known to all in the glorious old land.

They wouldn't have been unprepared if they dared to take the reward.

The Weakness Curse itself is not fatal.

Therefore, the cost to the practitioner is very small.

but.

This kind of witchcraft greatly restricts the mental and physical strength of the person under its spell, and it also disrupts their thoughts, making it difficult for them to concentrate on casting spells.

If it is Senior Level 1.

Once hit, one might only possess the strength of the first level during the fight.

Although a caster's Weakness Curse cannot be stacked.

But six cursed magic orbs of weakness.

That's enough to ensure absolute safety.

The other five people received the precious pearl.

One person asked, "I've never seen anyone sell the Weakness Curse Spell Orb before. Where did you buy it from?"

The wizard named Ron smiled mysteriously and replied, "I have my own channels, you don't need to ask. After we take down Vic, I will take five thousand soul stones for myself."

The remaining ten thousand can be divided among the five of you, no objections, right?

The six precious pearls are extremely valuable.

Ron took the lion's share, and no one else objected.

but.

There's another thing.

One of them asked, "Vic is also an alchemist, so his alchemical ring must contain a great deal of wealth. After we kill him, how will we divide the contents of the ring?"

"Hmph! Is that even a question? Everything is based on strength, and those who contribute more get the lion's share."

Although they had never even met Vic, they had already discussed how to divide the spoils.

Then.

The six of them transformed into streaks of light, with Ron leading the way, and flew rapidly toward the reef where Vic was hiding.

Not long after.

A small island reef appeared in the distance.

Above it.

You can vaguely see a figure sitting on the ground, resting with his eyes closed.

Ron sneered, thinking to himself, "The outside world says you're ruthless and your methods are unpredictable, but now it seems you're nothing special."

They are being watched without even realizing it.

"Everyone, proceed according to plan! Spread out and surround him!"

After they surrounded Vic and cut off all his escape routes.

Ron looked down at him and said loudly, "Vic! We have no enmity, but the Floating City paid 15,000 soul stones for your life."

Don't blame us for what happened today.

Vic remained seated on the ground, without uttering a word.

Although his strength was enough to crush these six people to death, he was not afraid even if there was a senior level one among them.

But after the incident with the sinister dragon.

He was already aware that his notoriety was widely known to the outside world.

That being the case.

The fact that these six people dared to come shows that they must have been prepared.

Don't be overconfident.

Silence is one of Vic's tactics.

A life-or-death struggle.

Too many words will be lost.

Vic knew the rules well.

Any conversation can be distracting and could lead to being ambushed; moreover, silence itself is a form of psychological warfare.

As Ron spoke.

Vic was also secretly observing the six people.

Judging from the strength of their spiritual magnetic fields, they are all newly promoted to the next level.

The latest novel is first published here!

But what the wizard shows people.

Only a fool would take that seriously.

Seeing that Vic remained silent and sat there with his eyes closed as if asleep, Ron couldn't figure out Vic's trump card and dared not make a move.

As he had envisioned.

They were ambushed and killed by six people.

A typical wizard, if powerful, would either take the initiative to seek an opportunity or try to escape.

Regardless of the type.

Everything was within his plan.

But Vic's actions.

It was completely beyond his control; taking action was not an option, nor was waiting in place.

He exchanged glances with the other five people.

Everyone remained silent; no one was willing to be the first to act and take the lead.

Hunt down wizards of Vic's caliber.

Make the first move.

This means taking on greater risks, being betrayed by peers, and having a very high probability of falling from grace.

After a minute of stalemate, Ron finally couldn't hold back and said bluntly, "Gentlemen, since he doesn't want to run away, let's make a move together."

how?"

"Hmph, just a level one wizard. Since you're all afraid, then the lion's share of the bounty will be mine!"

That being said.

However, the senior experts hidden among them dared not be careless, and the intensity of their spiritual magnetic field rapidly increased.

The mysterious energy of the celestial realm silently and relentlessly crushed towards Vic!

He raised his right hand upwards.

Then it suddenly dropped.

next moment.

The ground beneath Vic.

Gravity increases by more than a hundred times!

Like a cable extending from the ground, it bound him tightly and dragged him violently toward the ground!

If it weren't for Vic's dual cultivation of the Bloodline School...

The terrifying force of gravity could crush him into a pool of blood in an instant!

even so.

Even with his mental defenses up to resist the terrifying gravitational manipulation, Vic still couldn't hold on and collapsed to the ground, clinging tightly to the earth.

Bones and flesh under terrifying gravity.

It made a chilling cracking sound.

Upon witnessing this scene.

The six men who had come to hunt down Vic exchanged glances.

It seems unbelievable.

After a moment of stunned silence, he burst into laughter.

They originally thought Vic would be difficult to deal with, but to their surprise, they were suppressed and unable to move after just one encounter, waiting to die on the spot.

Thinking back, I realize how apprehensive I was before.

They just found it ridiculous.

The senior level one who had suppressed Vic was now even more arrogant, his voice haughty as he snorted and said, "I thought it would be more troublesome."

That's all there is to it.

I've already subdued him; any one of you can kill him.

however.

In the meantime, as they popped champagne to celebrate acquiring 15,000 Soul Stones.

A wizard was astonished to discover this.

Vik, who was just under the control of gravity, vanished without a trace, as if he had evaporated into thin air.

The torrential rain continues.

A chilling, piercing voice, mingled with the howling storm, rang out from all directions.

"You think you're worthy of my bounty? You're courting death."

(End of this chapter)