Wizarding Immortal

Cold moon, the cold wind outside is blowing.

This is a rare cold season in the Silver Fog Forest. During this season, the surrounding temperature gradually decreases, and the surrounding life is gradually reduced.

And on a spacious long road, each and everyone elf is walking on foot. The elders of each and everyone elf bring their homes and mouths, and slowly walk towards the distant city under the leadership of the leader’s sacrifice.

“This is the last batch. When this batch is sent away, this time the migration is almost over.”

Riding in front of the team, looking at the distantly visible city, Andela sighed lightly, and the string that had been tight in her heart could not be loosened slightly.

Almost five months have passed since Adier was stationed in Victorious Wind City.

During these five months, many things happened in the entire Mason region, and the already tense situation has a tendency to worsen.

Silver Fog Forest is okay, with King Kast and Kolar standing together, and Adier himself in Victorious Wind City. Although the situation is difficult, it is still stable.

The Black Wizard Alliance is also the same, relying on the Strength of World Stone, at this time steadily guarding its own land, without giving the bottom creatures the slightest chance.

But Silver Fog Forest and the Black Wizard Alliance can stand up, and other organizations may not.

During these five months, the whole Maison area was full of bloody air. The three major wizarding organizations that were originally synonymous with the Black Wizard Alliance have now been destroyed by two. The Black Wizard Alliance generally resisted the offensive of underground creatures.

In the face of today’s situation, the offensive of underground creatures has also begun to slow down.

However, this is not giving up, but preparing for a subsequent outbreak.

The passage between the underground world and the surface world is still not covered by the new isolation force at this time, so the strength of the underground creatures is growing rapidly every moment.

After the strength of those underground creatures has reached a limit, it is the time for them to launch their total attack.

“It’s almost ready.”

On the city wall, watching a large number of demonized beasts gradually spreading out of the city wall, Adier held a knife in his hand, thinking so.

For five months, King’s Courtyard in Silver Mist at this time was almost ready.

Each city has basically been evacuated. Except for the residents inside, each Wizard Array and a large amount of materials have not been retained at all, and they are all pulled away and concentrated into the Silver Mist King Capital.

This is the same in Victorious Wind City at this time, except for the guards, the other ordinary elf left the city very early and went to the north of Silver Fog Forest.

It was the original ancestor of Silver Mist elf, with a large enchantment guard, which is much better than the south.

As long as the Silver Mist King is not destroyed, the enchantment will not disappear, and ordinary elf living in the ancestral land will be fine.

At this point, Adier can also start preparing to evacuate, evacuate the last supplies of Victorious Wind City and Wizard Array, and then leave the empty city to underground creatures outside the city.

“Wait a few more days, it should be almost.”

Standing silently on the city wall, looking at the endless white bones and corpses, Adier thought quietly.

A full five-month war helped a lot for Adier.

The biggest gain was the Bloodline Blade Edge in his hand.

The most indispensable in the underground world is all kinds of demonized beasts. By absorbing the flesh and blood of these demonized beasts, the Strength absorbed by the Bloodline Blade Edge is almost endless, accumulated to a considerable extent in these five months.

And in this part of Strength, quite a few branches have turned into blood energy, poured into Adier’s body, and promoted his own Bloodline to accelerate maturity.

To this day, Adier can already feel that at this time it is not far from the day when his Bloodline is fully mature.

The other aspect of the harvest is the soul secret method of chip deduction.

For nearly half a year, after obtaining a large number of soul mysteries from Destiny World, through the chip, Adier finally obtained a soul mystery that fits him.

As it happens, the environment of the battlefield has a unique bonus to the practice of the soul mystery. Therefore, this soul mystery has also been successfully practiced by Adier in these five months.

“Name: Adier.Fax. Strength: 167.9. Agility: 171.7. Constitution: 175.8. Spirit: 474.2. Boundary Energy: 145515.1. Bloodline: Moon Elf.”

In front of him, Adier’s physical data appeared before his eyes, and compared with the previous ones, various data have changed.

This change is incredible for other Level 3 wizards. Because at the Level 3 level, if you want to improve a little bit, it will become extremely difficult. It is almost impossible to imagine the leapfrog progress of Adier today.

However, looking at this data, Adier is calm.

Most of these changes have been brought about by the maturity of Bloodline.

Pure blood Moon Elf is a Level 4 life. As long as it is an adult, as the time grows, the body data will automatically increase to truly reach the limit that Level 4 creatures have.

This is true of Adier today. As blood can promote Bloodline’s maturity, his physical data has also begun to grow, slowly evolving towards Level 4 life.

But relative to changes in physical data, the change in soul purity is even more pleasing.

In Adier’s induction, he was able to feel the context of his soul, something that was tangible and intangible, but existed but not existed. It was now within his body, in which it was magnificent. A tipping point.

With only a final leap, he can break that layer of isolation, elevate his soul level, and truly meet the standards needed to promote Level 4 wizards.

However, this is bound to be a long process. In Adier’s induction, this level is not so easy to improve. If there is no accident, it may take years to slowly polish it before it can break through that boundary.

All thoughts echoed in his mind, looking at the corpses below, thinking for a while, Adier pulled up the long knife worn on his waist and made a stroke.

A dull Strength shrouds the surrounding area. For a split second, the surrounding several dozen meters area seems to turn into a bloody field, and some of them start to change.

The fallen corpses began to wither, and the flesh and blood quickly faded into pieces, and the blood was absorbed by the Bloodline Blade Edge, leaving only the sensational bones in one place.

After doing this, Adier turned around, left in the awe of the elf guards around, and walked towards his residence.

Instead of taking a break, he was going to talk to Lince and the others.

He is leaving Victorious Wind City right away, during which time he needs to be ready.

The relocation of the Wizard Array, the evacuation of the army, and the transfer of materials … These things are all troublesome and require detailed arrangements.

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Time passed quickly over a month.

At dusk, outside of a wasteland, a silhouette wearing a black robe and holding a scepter walks here, with a large number of people behind him.

“How’s it going?”

Walking on this wasteland, Luciu wore a black robe, his breath was very peaceful, and his eyes looked towards the front.

In front of him was a very magnificent and huge altar built. On the altar, some sacrifices were placed there, with bloody fresh meat on it.

“Probably smooth.”

Behind Luciu, Andrew said: “Silver Mist King’s Courtyard shrinks Strength and directly gathers all Strengths in each city to gather in the Silver Mist King City. It looks like it is going to be blocked by the King’s Guard Wizard Array we.”

“This is their only choice.” Luciu looked coldly: “Peace and ease for the whole millennium, Silver Mist elf has long forgotten the cruelty of war, how can it be compared to the dark elf who lives in the underground world.”

“Strength cannot compare with us. The only thing they can rely on is the things left by their ancestors.”

Having said that, he sneered on his face, disdainful of silver mist elf.

This is no wonder.

Underground world is the most cruel place. In that World, because of the influence of the underground atmosphere, there are violent demonized beasts everywhere, as well as various underground races with violent tempers.

Heart Demon, Demon Beast, Dark Orc … None of these races are provoking, all of them are cruel and killing goods.

Perennial neighbors with these races, the life of the dark elf can be imagined.

Even a dark elf Royal Family like Andrew, in the underground world, must also take a knife to kill himself, showing the cruelty of the underground world.

The dark elf cultivated by this environment is incomparable with the elf living in the Silver Fog Forest for a long time.

“However, despite the weakness of Silvermist’s Strength, the Guardian Array left by the ancestors cannot be ignored.”

Luciu then opened the mouth and said: “And there is the old bastard of Kolar. It is easy to defeat them only by our Strength, but it is impossible to go further.”

“So, we’re only here today, aren’t we?” Andrew answered, then raised his head and looked towards the altar in front of him.

“Yes.” Luciu gently nodded, then holding the scepter in his hand and slowly moving forward.

As he stepped out, the scepter began to change in his hands, and the black gemstone on it began to glow slightly, echoing the altar in front of him.

In all around, watching Luciu’s action, the guard of dark elf of each and everyone started to directly expel the civilians of each and everyone elf toward the altar ahead, allowing them to enter the altar directly.

Aaahhhhhhh!! ! !

A scream came from one side.

Under the eyes of Luciu and Andrew and the others, the body of each and everyone elf in front of me began to melt, as crisp as ice melted into water, and the flesh and skeleton inside disappeared directly, leaving only one person full of terror. Leather display, floating under the altar.

“No! I don’t want to go in!”

Looking at the scene in front of me, someone directly collapsed, turned back and blasted towards the dark elf guard behind him, but was eventually pierced by the cold blade, and was dropped off the altar alive, repeating the process of previous sacrifices.

As the sacrifices of each and everyone were dropped from the altar, a little black liquid began to appear in the pool below the altar, slowly condensing, and gradually filled the entire pool.

Wait until the pool below this altar is filled with this black liquid, and in situ, a little mutation begins to occur.

The black liquid began to glow and burn, and phantoms began to appear, eventually rising slowly, condensing into a huge silhouette in the air.