Wizards chase the truth

The sky was grey, the blood-red clouds seemed stained with blood, and drops of bloody rain were falling.

There was also a smell of blood in the air.

An ancient battlefield with a battlefield altar in the center, covered with traces of knife and axe cuts, as well as bloodstains, which is extremely shocking.

The distorted light and shadow souls tell the story of the wars that took place in the past.

If only the information in it were to leak to the outside world, any life that is too weak would be infected and turn into a mad body without consciousness.

The tall figure in the golden wizard robe stretched out his hand, and the rain slid through the gaps between his fingertips.

Wang Ya looked up at the altar on the battlefield. It was magnificent, huge, and had a rough and ancient atmosphere. This was his first impression.

There were many other creatures who were looking at their surroundings in the same way as he was.

There is a projected star above his head.

Some are blue, some are red, and seem to correspond to the stars.

The stars above Wang Ya's head were pitch black.

The light emitted by the stars is similar, but some are particularly dazzling.

It seems to represent the time to become the king of all victories.

Without a doubt, the dark star above Wang Ya's head was the brightest, shining with a unique luster, illuminating the gray and chaotic sky.

So much so that many creatures in the field focused their eyes on him.

"Who is he and why does he have such brilliance?"

"A new face, not one of the familiar ones, weird."

A wizard seed from a nearby star looked at Wang Ya with a frown and said, "This creature was not recorded in the information given to me. I have never heard of it before. Could it be a new rising star, a dark horse?"

"It must be some special ancient witchcraft. The momentary advantage is nothing. The outcome will be clear after the fight."

Some people sneered, perhaps fearful and vigilant in their hearts, but they showed no concern on the surface.

Many wizard seeds nodded secretly. Up to now, everyone has gone through many hardships and tests, and no one would think that they are weaker than others.

Even if it is the most dazzling ones, if you really meet them, you have to fight them with all your strength.

Wang Ya's eyes were calm, as if he didn't hear these words, and he looked towards the center of the altar.

The thousands-foot-high staircase is shrouded in clouds and mist, and there are stone pillars with burning flames on each level, like an ancient road to ascend to the gods.

Several majestic figures can be vaguely seen standing in various corners of the altar.

The feeling and characteristics it gives people are completely different.

It may be exploding, or cold, or mutually repelling and colliding, or restrained like an abyss, and yet it also gives rise to vigorous vitality.

The figure in the middle took a step forward, and the sound turned into a surging tide, sweeping across the world.

"On the path to becoming a Star Lord, you will have to endure a battle every step you take. The winner will continue to move forward, while the loser will remain where he is. When someone reaches the end of these 9,990 steps and stands in front of us, that's when the ranking will be determined."

A figure in a red wizard robe walked out immediately, and a voice followed, "Death will not be the end here, and particle energy and extraordinary mental power will not dry up either. Every new battle is a new starting point. There is no end to the battle and the killing. Only by enduring blood and fire can you reach the highest point."

The figure in black and white wizard robes, with his hands behind his back, said indifferently, "The consciousness and spirit will bear the pressure until they collapse. If you want to live, then you must admit defeat decisively. Stopping is also an option."

He was wearing black armor that emitted a dazzling white light, and his body was huge, covered with a visor, so that only a beam of light could be seen.

It was as if a cold mechanical voice was echoing, "This is also an opportunity. If you can gain some insights and understandings between life and death, you can gain new strength and reverse the original defeat to compete for higher positions." "Step onto the stairs and welcome the Blood Witch Battle." The blue-robed wizard was the last to speak, and when he finished his words, he also convened the real Star Lord Competition.

The blood rain from the sky became heavier, dyeing the steps of the ancient altar red. Heaven and earth were weeping blood, and the will to fight was sweeping. A sense of sadness and pain emerged from the depths of one's heart. Gradually, many strange visions emerged from the depths of the sky. They were images left by the creatures of the past fighting on the altar.

The blood splashed into waves, and the hazy water vapor formed isolated the five figures, as if they were supreme gods guarding the five directions, with ancient aura, majesty and grandeur, which could not be perceived or imagined.

The altar is divided into four sides and is too large, so many creatures cannot see each other. But the moment they step onto the stairs of the altar, they will be randomly assigned to fight together.

"I didn't expect that we would be grouped together."

The Lightning Wizard folded his arms and raised his brows, "Demon Sea Wizard, how are you?"

The tall figure standing in the blood rain, with flowing hair and fair skin, ignored him, and his watery eyes were particularly cold.

The Lightning Wizard was not annoyed, but sneered, "I have already thought of a way to crack your Siren's Dance. It is nothing more than the superposition of multiple ancient great witchcrafts, which has exploded with qualitative power. We only need to break up one of the links, and your Siren's Dance will collapse on its own."

Some of the wizard seeds around had strange expressions and flickering eyes, and it was obvious that they had some ideas.

The Demon Sea Wizard remained indifferent and went up the stairs first.

The Lightning Wizard grinned and followed.

"There are so many people here, Xiao Wangya. We are actually grouped together. It seems like it is fate."

The crimson wizard robe wrapped around Xiya's perfect body. Her slender fingers touched her chin, revealing a faint smile.

"I can't wait to see how good you are."

"By the way, let's talk about the quality of the Nightmare Wizard. What is so special about this creature that you admire so much?"

Moon God Wang Ya complained in his heart, "Fate is bullshit, I don't believe you didn't play tricks on me and use your little willful authority."

He rolled up his sleeves, clenched his fists and walked up the steps of the ancient altar.

He made up his mind that once he met Xiya, he would let her see the power of the Moon Goddess.

It not only vents one's anger, but also shows the majesty of the original body.

How could I be pinned down by a woman?

Andersen opened his mouth and swallowed some rain water, feeling the blood blooming in his mouth, with the corners of his mouth raised in an upward arc.

"That's right, something interesting."

"How can you succeed if you don't fight enough?"

"Only blood and fire can give birth to the future. The wizards of later generations are not too stupid."

He looked at the blood-haired figure beside him, and the blood-colored raindrops fell down, reflecting each other and blending in perfectly.

"You seem to be in a very agitated mood. Has something happened that I'm not aware of, Gray?"

"You think too much."

Gray suppressed his emotions once again and restrained the fluctuations in his consciousness.

Andersen chuckled and said, "What a spectacular drama. Everyone wants to be the most outstanding actor. What kind of role will you be, Gray?"

As Wang Ya took the first step on the stairs, the world in front of him changed instantly, as if it was twisted and reversed, and a figure began to gather not far away. (End of this chapter)