Wizard: I can refine everything

The wild world is divided into two parts, the wild continent and the boundless sea. Among them, the Savage Continent only occupies nearly one-third of the land of the Savage World.

However, this does not mean that the ocean is a land rich in resources.

Any of the six holy sects have explored the boundless sea, but all they got was desolation.

The boundless sea is like a blue desert, with nothing but wild beasts.

A martial arts master once went deep underwater to see if there were any resources that could be exploited on the seabed. But he had been diving and swimming in the sea for hundreds of years, but he still could not find the bottom of the boundless sea. And when he gave up and returned to the water, he was shocked to find that he was on the other side of the wild continent.

Later, after the research of this martial arts master, the wild beasts on the wild continent discovered the secret of the boundless sea - there is no bottom in the boundless sea, or in other words, the bottom of the boundless sea is the wall of the world.

The entire wild continent is a huge island floating on the boundless sea.

Since then, no one is interested in the boundless sea except for warriors who want to experience it.

And this has become the burial ground for countless secrets.

Deep in the boundless sea, a place that even the Martial Saint cannot see, a bronze temple floats quietly in the water. From time to time, a wave of water swayed out of the palace. Wherever the water waves pass, everything will instantly turn into powder.

In the palace, an old orc in white clothes sat cross-legged on the ground, with a golden shadow emerging from his body to resist the impact that could crush the Grandmaster.

In front of him, a middle-aged wild orc whose body was covered with steel nails and whose limbs were pierced by bronze chains as thick as a bowl was struggling.

In the history of the Wild Orcs, Martial Ancestor is a mysterious figure. Legend has it that when he was young, he received the guidance of his ancestors, created martial arts, and extended it to the six realms.

But after creating martial arts, the martial ancestor disappeared. Even the legends are pitiful.

Even within the Six Holy Sects, there is no record of it.

You need to know that the six holy sects are already the oldest forces among the wild orcs.

Therefore, when probing the information about the wild orcs, the wizard did not take it to heart. Just think of it as one of the many legends of the wild orcs.

But no one thought that this legendary Martial Ancestor had always existed, and had taken the final step to become a seventh-level creature dozens of epochs ago.

And the reason why he rarely records is because he still remembers his mission-to guard the Demon Lord's seal.

The relics controlled by the six holy sects of the Wild Continent are only the corners of the Demon Lord's seal. But what Martial Ancestor protects is the core of the seal.

In order to protect this secret, Wu Zu did not hesitate to erase all traces of himself in the wild land. Let Wuzu become an illusory legend.

And now, the tombkeeper who guards the key to the seal is undergoing a test of will.

"Master Martial Ancestor, why are you so stubborn?" The old orc, who was shrouded in the shadow of the golden bell, sighed, "You clearly have the ultimate strength to surpass the Martial Saint, but why do you insist on clinging to the seal of the ancestors?

With your strength, after the Holy Lord breaks the seal, you will definitely become a general under the Holy Lord. Wealth, power, the path to higher levels, these things are within your grasp.

Why do you insist on clinging to this seal, even at the risk of getting yourself into this state? "

Martial Ancestor, whose limbs were pierced by chains, raised his head, his eyes blurred for a while, then firm, as if two wills were fighting for control of this body.

Finally, Martial Ancestor's eyes became firm, and Martial Ancestor's will dominated his body. He said in a low voice: "Idiot, you have no idea what you are serving. The Supreme Being sealed this monster and sent it to this road of death at the expense of the entire future of civilization, but you want to seal this monster Untie.

How can there be idiots like you in this world? "

Facing Martial Ancestor's insult, the old orc was not angry, but continued to persuade: "Master Martial Ancestor, if it were in the past, your protection would still have some meaning. But now, the demon has invaded, and the six holy sects have Three families were destroyed.

Do you think those demons will guard the seal honestly?

You risked your life to protect this seal, just so that our clan can grow smoothly. But now, the demon invaded, and countless warriors were killed by the demon. What's the point of guarding this seal anymore?

The wild orcs have become other people's slaves and livestock. What's the point if the demon master seals them or not? "

The old orc spoke sincerely, as if he was really feeling sorry for Martial Ancestor. But Wu Zu's response was a cold smile.

"Idiot, you don't think that the wild orcs are a free race, do you? There are many strong men in our race, and sixth-level creatures are not rare. But from ancient times to the present, have you ever thought about exploring beyond the world? This is the Supreme One The restrictions imposed on our bloodline, our duty is to guard this seal, the Supreme Being does not need us to develop civilization.

In other words, we are born slaves. "

The old orc was stunned when he heard this. He had never heard of Martial Ancestor's words in the thousands of years he had been trying to persuade him to surrender.

"Are we... born to be slaves?"

There was a trace of ridicule on the corner of Wu Zu's mouth. He didn't know whether he was mocking the old orc, mocking himself, or mocking the fate of the wild orc.

"We are the crowning work of the Most High, but the only race they have ever created with a purpose. Our brothers may be flawed in every way, but they are free.

The Supreme Being has not placed any restrictions on them, and they are free to pursue everything.

But we are different. While we have the most perfect talents, we also shoulder the heaviest mission. We must guard this seal until the civilization powerful enough in the prophecy arrives.

At that time, fate will let this seal be broken without your persuasion. And it... will embark on a path of death. "

As he spoke, Martial Ancestor's eyes began to change, and the Demon Lord's erosion was gradually tearing his sanity apart.

The moment he became a seventh-level creature, Martial Ancestor opened up a dimension called the Warrior in the endless dimension. And with the prosperity of martial arts in the wild continent, the warrior dimension also became more and more powerful.

Relying on the power of the illusory dimension, Martial Ancestor was able to resist the erosion of the demon lord for hundreds of eras.

But now that wizards have invaded, the six holy sects and many warriors from their sects have been slaughtered by wizards, and the power of the warrior dimension has been greatly reduced. And Martial Ancestor's soul has become turbid due to hundreds of epochs of time.

Even if he becomes the master of the star realm, he still cannot escape the blunt knife of time.

In a daze, Wu Zu's eyes once again flashed with clarity. At this moment, he could clearly feel that his soul could no longer hold on.

"Is it finally over?" Wu Zu murmured to himself.

Suddenly, he raised his head suddenly and stared closely at the old orc who was trying to persuade him to surrender.

"Idiot, you just said that the devil has arrived, right?"

The old orc quickly replied: "Yes, Lord Martial Ancestor. These demons are extremely vicious and are now killing warriors crazily on the earth."

A mocking smile appeared on Wu Zu's face, and then he suddenly broke free from the chains on his body, and the steel nails inserted into his body burst out of his body like bullets.

Under the shocked gaze of the old orc, Martial Ancestor patted the soul of the great master out of his body, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

"Idiot, you really thought those chains could trap me. If you weren't alone here, I would have killed you long ago."

After saying that, Wu Zu's eyes fell into chaos again. This time, Wu Zu struggled for a long time before he regained his clarity.

"Time is running out." Wu Zu shook his head and muttered to himself.

Relying on the information in his soul, he pulled out a mouse mask from the old orc's body. The name of this mask is Jia Shu, and in the Demon Cult, his status is second only to the leader of the Demon Cult. But now that the position of leader of the Demon Cult is vacant, he is the actual person in charge of the Demon Cult.

Using this mask, Wu Zu and the other eleven mask users sent a false message.

[Martial Ancestor has been converted by the Holy Lord]

After sending the message, Wu Zu destroyed the demon lord's thoughts in the mask and said to himself: "I hope these juniors can be of some use and can eliminate all these infected people.

Otherwise, the wild orcs will really be exterminated. "

After that, he rushed out of the sea and left the cage that had imprisoned him for hundreds of thousands of years.

On the sea, Wu Zu stood in the air with his eyes closed, quietly feeling the fierce sea breeze blowing on his face.

He hadn't felt this feeling in hundreds of thousands of years.

Opening his eyes, Wu Zu looked at the wild land in front of him with some nostalgia. Although the wild land was pitch black at the moment, he could still recognize every plant and tree on this land.

In these hundreds of thousands of years, he recalled this scene countless times.

Suddenly, a hint of surprise flashed across his face. With a thought, a wine jar flew out of a mountain thousands of miles away.

After catching the jar, Wu Zu laughed.

"I didn't expect that hundreds of thousands have passed and this jar of wine has not been stolen."

Unlocking the seal on the jar, Wu Zu took a deep breath of the aroma of the wine and drank it all in small sips.

"Haha, good wine. I should have asked Brother Du to brew more jars back then." Wu Zu laughed, but after laughing he felt a little regretful and said, "Oh, I really regret it. I couldn't enjoy drinking it before I died."

Throwing the jar away, Martial Ancestor pointed his finger to the sky, and an astonishing aura erupted from his body.

"I am the Savage Martial Ancestor! Strong men from other civilizations, can you send me on my last journey!"

Millions of miles away, the great wizard Garen, who was studying martial arts secrets in the floating city, suddenly raised his head, his face full of disbelief.

"The Demon Lord has broken the seal? No, this aura doesn't look like that of the Demon Lord."

He put down the secret book in his hand and appeared in the air in a flash. He looked in the direction of Martial Ancestor, his eyes meeting Martial Ancestor's eyes across a million miles.

Martial Ancestor's voice crossed the space at this moment and penetrated into the ears of the great wizard Garen.

Facing Martial Ancestor's request, the great wizard Garen laughed boldly.

He untied the wizard robe on his body, and his body suddenly stood tall on the ground. With one move, the world tree that had already taken root in the Heavenly Punishment Holy Sect rose up from the ground and turned into a handy staff.

"I am the wizard Garen, Martial Ancestor, and I am here to give you a ride!"