The wizard is chasing the truth

Solomon, the son of God, touched his forehead with his hand. He was not surprised. His teacher had studied his forehead mark a long time ago, but there was no result.

"The slaughter mark you named has a trace of power at the rule level. Even if your strength is not enough to create ancient witchcraft, you can rely on the mark to perform ancient witchcraft."

Wang Ya stretched out his hand and opened a door to a personal laboratory in front of him.

"If we further explore the slaughter mark, surpass the ancient witchcraft, and trace the origin, it is not impossible."

Energy was injected, and the lights and wizard instruments emitted bright light. The whole laboratory seemed to come alive, guarding the two people in the center.

"Next, I will test your slaughter mark and tap into its power."

"At the same time, I need this power to complete the creation of an ancient great witchcraft for disasters."

"The impact of killing can be seen as part of the disaster."

The Son of God Solomon looked serious, "Teacher, just perform, the Son of God will do his best to help."

The Star Fighting Competition is coming soon, and he knows that the teacher must quickly improve his combat power to deal with the strong enemies in the fighting competition.

He left the original wizard force and entered the Scarlet Society, and he has lost the qualification to represent the original wizard force in the competition.

As a wizard creature, there is still no problem for an individual to participate in the Star Fighting Competition.

For the wizard forces in the online area, participating in the war on behalf of the wizard forces will not actually change anything.

After all, there are the five major forces of Frost and Snow Day, pressing on them.

Unless you are also a wizard force on the quota.

Only then can you have more opportunities.

On the endless ocean, the Son of God Solomon stood in the air, and the center of his eyebrows began to emit a faint blue glow.

"Aim your power at me and release it."

In front of him, a figure in a golden wizard robe stood with his hands behind his back, with a look of expectation on his face.

Solomon, the Son of God, was a little hesitant. The power hidden in the slaughter mark made even him tremble with fear.

It was enough to kill any star wizard, and now the target of release was his teacher.

The white arc of light danced in Wang Ya's pupils.

The comprehensive data of Solomon, the Son of God, was gradually reproduced in the Eye of Truth algorithm.

"Son of God, there are differences between creatures, and there are also gaps between wizards."

"The study of the wizard's path and the depth of knowledge all need to rely on time to accumulate and realize, and we must also see a wider world, more knowledge content, and learn by analogy."

Puff!

The Nightmare Flower slowly unfolded behind him, and each petal exuded a strange luster, attracting the attention of all living things.

Solomon, the Son of God, could not avoid it, and his eyes were fixed on the black flower.

He knew he was affected.

But the state could not be corrected.

"Go ahead, let me see how you have grown over the years, and how cruel the ancient power of the Slaughter Mark is."

The golden robe was swollen and fluttering in the sea breeze. Wang Ya had one hand on his back, and the other hand was pinching the flower branch of the Nightmare Flower.

Gently rotating, each petal was swaying, and the bud in the center seemed to like this feeling. There was a dreamlike fragrance lingering in the surrounding sea.

Son of God Solomon took a deep breath and made up his mind.

Yes.

The teacher's power, the depth of knowledge, and the wizard's path were far above him.

Even if he was promoted to a star wizard now, his spiritual level was still in the earliest stage of star creatures according to what the teacher said.

If he wanted to catch up with the teacher and reach the teacher's level, he was still far away. ‘

“Teacher, be careful. The Slaughter Mark will release a killing technique. It is not the three illusory bodies, but the two real bodies can resist it.”

Solomon, the Son of God, touched his forehead with his finger.

The blue light shone.

The next moment, a blue long sword with divine light was pulled out.

It is not composed of particle energy.

It is not the power of dreams.

Wang Ya’s pupils shrank slightly, and he felt the unprecedented sharp breath and killing aura.

The sea water raised waves and swirled. Under the influence of some invisible force, the bodies of billions of sea beasts killed floated on the sea and dyed everything red.

The smell of blood rushed into the sky, turning the sky from endless blue to blood red.

This is amazing.

The two-meter blue long sword that looks ordinary can attract tens of thousands of meters of space and heaven and earth around it.

The ubiquitous killing aura, from any corner, engulfed Wang Ya’s three illusory bodies and both sides of reality.

Wang Ya even felt the killing aura coming from inside his body.

‘It’s locked, this knife can’t be avoided.’

‘A normal Starry Wizard will die unless he uses a special means of equal strength.’

Wang Ya’s eyes reflected the blue long knife that was constantly approaching and enlarging, as if occupying the entire world.

The corners of his mouth raised an arc.

There is no doubt that this is a method of the ancient great witchcraft level.

Similarly, it is exactly what he lacks, the witchcraft reference about disasters.

Buzz!

There is no huge shock, only a silent cut.

The sea is divided into two halves, and the underground volcanic magma rises to the sky.

The smoke is filled, mixed with blood, but it is separated from it, one side is billowing smoke, and the other side is pressing red mist.

As the attacked Wang Ya, his pupils are dilated, and a crack appears between his eyebrows.

Then it spreads to the whole body.

Crack!

He shattered like porcelain.

The Son of God Solomon opened his mouth wide, a look of panic on his face.

No way.

"Teacher, I killed the teacher."

"Son of God, you think too much."

A voice with a hint of laughter echoed in his ears.

Wang Ya, who was cut in half, had no blood on his body. The flesh and blood appeared and faded away into the void.

A familiar voice appeared behind him.

"Good means, reaching the level of ancient witchcraft, and I also found what I want."

Wang Ya patted the shoulder of the Son of God Solomon, with a faint smile on his face, "Study your slaughter mark carefully, that is your true wizard path, which can make you surpass most star wizards and reduce the accumulated time and years."

"Teacher, I'm glad I can help you." Son of God Solomon thought of the Star Fighting Competition and said excitedly: "If I can meet you in the Star Fighting Competition, please witness my wizard path."

Wang Ya looked at the fighting spirit in the other party's eyes, and there was no reason to refuse. He smiled and said: "Of course, your transformation is the most amazing and fast among all the star wizards I have seen."

Three months later, in the inheritance place of the Pillar of Hell, Wang Ya was still guarding under the Gate of Hungry Ghosts, emitting an indescribable terrible aura.