Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 626 Andersen’s Key Conspiracy (please vote)

Tick ​​tock!

Gray raised his head, his dark gray eyes reflecting the gloomy sky.

It's raining, and the pitter-patter rain has brought wetness to the world.

The thick moisture gradually neutralized the bloody smell here, and the broken wizard corpses turned gray, as if they had become an environmental part of the world itself.

Gray couldn't remember how many battles he had experienced.

There are always a steady stream of wizards coming out, with ferocious faces and murderous intent.

Only by exerting all your strength can you survive on the battlefield.

The wizard's robe was torn and stained, his hair was disheveled and stained with blood scabs, and the witchcraft sword he held in his right hand had multiple nicks on the sword.

Particle energy in the body is reduced to a minimum.

Even a weak official wizard can suppress him.

"There is a lone primitive wizard here, go and kill him."

"Kill!"

Shouts of surprise were accompanied by messy footsteps.

Gray's face was full of fatigue, and there was a rare hint of joy in his eyes.

Only apprentice-level wizards came.

puff!

The palm of his hand was pulled out from the chest of a wizard apprentice, and the heart was also pulled out. Gray climbed up with difficulty in the mud, leaning against a big tree, vomiting out some of the injuries caused by the high-level enemy wizard in his mouth, so Some visceral complications caused by vomiting blood.

"It's really embarrassing, Gray. I haven't seen you for a few days, and you've been reduced to the point where you're about to die."

Black boots appeared in front of Gray, and when he raised his head, he saw an extremely familiar face.

The young wizard, wearing a black wizard robe, was isolated from the rain. Even his boots were spotless. His feet stepped on the ground. The moment they touched the ground, an invisible position appeared and held up his body.

His eyelashes are very long, his black hair is hanging down, his eyes look a little playful under his curly bangs, and his face has a weird expression.

Although his face was different from before, Gray still recognized him and said through gritted teeth: "Andersen, come here to see me, what's the matter?"

"Of course I'm here to save you. You're about to die, you know." Andersen smiled faintly, "Gulongdi is about to come out in force, bursting out all its secrets, and desperately trying to pull down many people. Where you are now It’s not safe, you have been exposed, Gulongdi will send a formal wizard team to intercept you. "

"You are surrounded, you are in such a physical condition, and the witch hunting team has the means of pursuit given by the divination wizard, the possibility of you surviving is undoubtedly extremely slim."

Andersen looked down at Gray Brandy from a high position, "Are you powerless? In the huge wizarding world, even if you get some gifts from me and become an official wizard, you are still extremely small."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Gray's voice was hoarse and his face was gloomy.

"You need to live, live well. At least you can't die before I achieve my goal." Andersen snorted coldly, "With your strength and performance, I doubt whether you can meet my standards."

"Not to mention representing the primitive land and participating in the Star Fighting Tournament."

Gray's face turned even uglier.

Anyone else who would be ridiculed and denied like this would not be able to let go.

"But it doesn't matter, I will give you more power. The power of a formal wizard is no longer enough. Only power at the level of stars can save lives on the battlefield and embark on a journey of fighting among the stars."

Andersen didn't wait for Gray's answer. He raised his right hand and opened a flesh-and-blood eye, staring at it with bloodshot pupils. The palm released a blood-red light, which enveloped him, and tiny blood-red substances began to enter his body.

Severe pain broke out from Gray's heart and spread to his limbs and bones, and even his soul seemed to be being squeezed.

Hiss!

The skin exploded, splattering with blood.

What was strange was that there was living red flesh and blood in the wounds, squirming and crawling like flesh worms, turning into threads and sewing up all the wounds.

The repair speed was so fast that Gray felt the pain, and the next wave of warm heat flowed through him, making him feel comfortable as if he was soaking in a hot spring with the right temperature.

White heat emanates from the pores.

The surrounding soil and trees began to melt.

The degree of temperature rise is extremely exaggerated.

The black clouds in the sky were directly dispersed by the high temperature.

"This is a gift and gift I give you. If you can't bear it, it will explode like a balloon that expands to the extreme."

"On the contrary, you can gain the power of the stars."

With a faint smile on his face, Andersen retreated into the shadow of the trees behind him.

Chi Chi!

There were gusts of gloomy wind, and the blood-red candle flickered for a while. The young wizard walked out of the thick shadow in the corner, and walked step by step to the altar in the center of the underground space.

The throne surrounded by bloody formations can overlook the underground space.

He sat on it and put his hands on the armrests of the seat.

The immediate vision that uniquely belongs to Andersen is not the matter of the real world, but a deeper level, reaching other worlds and even more exotic worlds.

It was as if he had withdrawn from his consciousness and was overlooking the entire land of frost and snow.

Various colors of light appear in corresponding locations in the model-like land of frost and snow.

Among them, in the area on the line belonging to the primitive land, most of the light turned into blood-colored lines of the same color, outlining a huge key shape.

The corner of Andersen's mouth raised a strange arc, "The key has appeared. This ramming beast in the primitive land needs to be even more crazy before I can safely take out the key to the door to nothingness."

"My old friend, I never thought that one day I would use you as a dispensable back-up man and the power of your rules."

"It's a pity that you have been buried in the past and will never come back." Andersen raised his head and looked at the dark ceiling of the underground space. "But it doesn't matter. I will use your power to send out our message to those sanctimonious people." The rage of these losers.”

"It still takes more time. I can still wait for the power of rules to be unstoppable and restricted on this primitive mother planet."

"Even some of the remaining things can't have any effect." Andersen said this in an unintelligible way, stopped talking, and fell into silence.

He recalled some bad memories.

I fell into a small place in the outer area and fell into the current situation.

There shouldn't have been any accidents, but there was an accident like the World-Destroying Meteor Cannon.

His eyes were faint, and after so many years, he gradually figured out something.