Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 117 The Ring of Holy Light
After rushing into Snowhoof City, the surroundings were completely silent, and no one could be seen on the street.

Enzo frowned, and kicked open the door of a nearby shop.

"This is." When he broke into the shop, Enzo's pupils shrank suddenly, and there were two stiff corpses lying quietly on the ground. They should be two civilians dressed up. They had lost their vitality long ago, but there was no scar on their bodies.

"It's the same as the death incident in Giethoorn!"

Enzo's expression froze, and he quickly ordered Dias to check the surrounding houses. It turned out that just like this shop, the owners inside had died quietly, as if their souls had been sucked out.

Moving along the street, Enzo went straight to Snowhoof Castle.

"It's the same here! It seems that Orlandon has already started to act." Enzo's face became solemn. In the Snowhoof Castle, sleeping corpses could be seen everywhere, even a few nobles he had seen.

"Chip, scan the surroundings for energy fluctuations!" Enzo ordered in his heart.

"Ding! No energy fluctuations were found in the test."

A mechanical voice sounded in his mind, and Enzo's heart sank. He raised his head, moved forward into the distance, and said solemnly, "Olanton has left Snowshoe City, so he must have gone to Giethoorn!"

"Dias, let's go." Without hesitation in his heart, Enzo went straight to Giethoorn.

Half an hour later, a dark Giethoorn village appeared ahead.

The dark atmosphere continued to spread, and the negative energy factor in the air was almost visible to the naked eye. Although they had not yet entered Giethoorn Village, both Enzo and Dias could feel the evil power ahead.

hiss!Hiss! !
As soon as he stepped into the gate of Giethoorn Village, Enzo felt a gloomy aura coming from his surroundings. In the darkness, pairs of red eyes appeared, and stiff corpses surrounded him.

"It's a ghoul!" Dias pulled out the knight sword and held it with both hands.

After the surrounding ghouls found the two of them, they rushed forward. The smell of rancidity was disgusting. Dias released his grudge, and the knight's sword ignited flames, and the battle started directly.

With a serious face, Enzo walked straight towards the tower.

Beside him, Dias violently swung the sword of the knight, beheading the attacking ghouls one by one, but in the entire Giethoorn Village, there were too many ghouls, and within a short while there were hundreds of ghouls surrounding them ahead.

The tower in front of them was still a hundred meters away from the two of them.

"Dias, use all your strength!" Enzo said in a deep voice, looking at the ghouls that kept coming up.

"Of order, master." Dias took a deep breath, took out a red potion from his bosom, then roughly crushed the test tube, and drank the liquid inside into his mouth.

"Roar!" He let out a beast-like roar.

The red potion melted into the blood, and Dias's eyes turned scarlet, his skin became hot, and a violent aura surged out of his body, and the flame on the knight sword in his hand was burning.

Muscles bulged and his feet exerted force, Dias rushed forward.

Under the action of the magic potion, the power of the magic knight was truly released. At this moment, Dias entered a berserk state, and his combat power was almost comparable to that of some weak third-level wizard apprentices.

The burning vindictive energy was like a fire, killing more than ten ghouls in an instant!

With his own strength, Dias tore apart the group of ghouls and opened up a path in front of him. Enzo walked straight to the tower with a blank expression on his face, and smashed the copper lock on it with a punch.

The slight fluctuation of magic power dissipated, and the gate of the tower opened, revealing the dark passage ahead.

Behind him, Dias had dragged a group of ghouls, and Enzo went straight into the tower, walking up the stairs that continued upward.

The evil breath continued to come, and there were bursts of strange noises from above the tower.

Walking up to the top floor of the tower in one breath, Enzo kicked open the door in front of him.

As far as the eye can see, it is a space filled with black mist, exuding a cold atmosphere, and the scarlet blood on the ground spreads throughout the space, forming a huge strange pattern.

In the center of the space, with his back to the door, stood a figure in a white robe.

Beside him, there was a half-person-high mirror, and a figure appeared in it, wearing a black dress and pure white gloves, with an elegant temperament like an ancient nobleman.

Hearing the sound from the door, the figure in white robe slowly turned around.

"Enzo? I didn't expect you to come." Olanton was a little surprised, shook his head and regretted, "You shouldn't come, pretending that you don't know anything, how nice it is to just go back to the academy!"

In the mirror, the man in the dress spread his palms and said with some regret, "My dear friend, it seems that someone has discovered the transaction between us."

"It's just a second-level apprentice, so don't worry about it." Orlandon said indifferently, with firm eyes, "No one can stop my plan, not even a formal wizard!"

"Olanton, how dare you make a deal with the devil?" Enzo narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of apprehension on his face.

The elegant man in the mirror exuded a strong evil aura, and those pure black eyes obviously did not belong to human beings, but a devil from the depths of hell.

"It seems that everything that happened in Giethoorn Village and Snowshoe City was done by you!" Enzuo said solemnly.

"You mean those mortals like ants?" Orlandon said indifferently with a blank face, "It is the only supreme honor in their lives to dedicate their souls to the great Oranton wizards!"

As Olanton spoke, he opened his arms slightly, and a cluster of silver light condensed on the palms of both hands.

Enzo's pupils shrank, and from the two rays of light, he felt an extremely pure energy, as if the souls of countless lives were condensed together.

"With the souls of all the living beings in Snowshoe City, I can finally become a real wizard!"

There was a trace of fanaticism in Oranton's eyes, and the two clusters of soul energy also shone with a strong silver light.

"No one can stop me, no one!" Orlandon said and raised his cold gaze to Enzo. The magic power in his body was shaking, and in the dark space, countless undead appeared from the black mist.

"Kill him!" Orlandon said coldly.

Countless undead came screaming, Enzo's eyes froze, and he stepped back immediately, waving his hand and releasing a shadow spear, piercing through the undead rushing forward.

"Holy Light!" With a low growl, Enzo raised his palm.

Sacred radiance erupted from the ring of holy light, and the silver-white energy dispelled the surrounding darkness. The undead who attacked one after another, like melting snow mountains, let out a shrill scream.

"The Ring of Holy Light? So you took it away." A trace of surprise appeared on Olanton's face, and he sneered, "It seems that you have already noticed everything, but you just pretended not to know anything."

Enzo didn't speak, his eyes were serious.

The light emitted by the Ring of Holy Light caused the surrounding undead to disperse like a tide.

The true power of magical items can only be displayed by a wizard who has mastered magic power. The power of this Ring of Holy Light in Enzo's hands is completely different from that in Yirenfu's hands.

(End of this chapter)