Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 627: A hundred years of transformation and birth (please vote for me)

"Wang Ya Harak, this interesting junior, is he the carrier of the outer area, or is it caused by the natural movement of the Wizarding Continent? He sensed my existence and used him to stop me."

Andersen thought of the only variable in the game, took out some items that did not exist in the current era, and sealed his body.

Subsequently, he used his original power, but was still escaped by the opponent. There was also the power of another world to stop him, and the inexplicable appearance of the world-destroying meteor cannon later. Everything was traceable, and it could not be such a coincidence.

Andersen narrowed his eyes. He couldn't be sure. There was still a 60 to 70 percent chance that everything originated from the junior named Wang Ya Harak.

Whether you hate it or feel annoyed!
It's over after all.

The wizard's rationality returned, and Andersen was thinking about how to regain his original power and return to his peak.

As for the little guy who made his plan fail, when he regains his strength, it will naturally be the time of reckoning.

No matter how far you run, in the eyes of high-level extraordinary beings, there are still too many ways to find your target.

"As time goes by in the wizarding world, there are always outstanding new people appearing."

Andersen didn't take Wang Ya seriously. He had seen many such people in the past. Whether he could make it to the end was still unknown.

In his eyes, there are only opponents, enemies, or friends of the same level.

Furthermore, if the other party wants to grow to his level, how long will it take? Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, or longer?

The tiny land of frost and snow that transformed into the vision in front of him disappeared, and was replaced by the key outlined by the blood-colored light, as if it had formed a substance. He stretched out his hand and held the key in his hand.

"Nothing can be changed. My return will eventually come true. Deep Blue cannot stop me, and neither can the Stars Association."

"There won't be a second mistake, son of luck haha!"

In the other world, the secret realm of Nightmare Garden, Wang Ya walked barefoot in the stream in the forest, letting the water and small fish touch his skin, feeling the clear spirit of nature, and also realizing the resources of the entire other world and himself. Resonance at the heart of dreams.

The nightmare twin posture is the embodiment of his wizard path. The extension, the development of natural resources, the feedback feedback, and the series of changes produced can bring him considerable benefits.

As he walked, visions began to appear, and nightmare petals bloomed. Many visions lined up side by side, showing a series of strange scenes.

The black and white crow spreads its wings, and endless flesh and blood is swayed, forming and distorting all things.

The thunder that penetrates the heaven and earth, and the dark light breaks through the void, seeming to have the meaning of the first awakening of all eternity.

The real world, deep within the Pillars of Hell.

The split-body Wang Ya sits cross-legged, with thousands of hell chains wrapped around him, connecting with the true meaning of hell, forming a meaning of hell that is unique to Wang Ya.

Five major spell formations guard the four directions, and the breath of sulfur hell forms a huge figure, occupying the chaotic void where the inheritance space is located.

It was the legendary ancient beast that died in the Pillar of Hell, possessing bloodline power at the level of rules.

——Five ghosts

The sulfurous aura of the entire Pillar of Hell gathered together, and traces of blood-colored incantations were engraved on the face of Shang Wangya's body with joy. They were the ancient blood energy machines left by the five ghosts.

It actually really existed. When he was thoroughly digging out the roots of the Pillar of Hell, he was attracted by the spell formation of the Five Lost Ghosts and gathered here.

Years go by and time flies by.

The wizards of the Crimson Society still follow the original rhythm of life, earning contributions and completing tasks. Some stories, people and things that once circulated gradually disappeared and returned to peace. Some new outstanding young wizards gradually appeared, but they were still only at the apprentice level, showing their potential.

Pillar of disaster.

A black wind floated out from the void and floated into the deepest space of heaven and earth.

The sky was dark. The red flames formed by the erupting volcano covered an area of ​​the air. Dark clouds of death dust rained down magma.

The earth cracked, without any life, and the oceans dried up, forming a bottomless abyss seabed. The corpses of dead life took revenge and spiritual resentment, forming wandering dark particles and concrete objects.

This is a dead world.

The dark wind blew in with purpose and formed a human-shaped face.

He has the appearance of a middle-aged man, a mustache, an aquiline nose, and a pair of eyes full of vicissitudes of life. His gaze overlooking the earth is full of indifference, as if he has witnessed endless life and death.

"It's time to wake up. There's no better time. If you still can't fully grasp what you've gained from the Land of Disaster Inheritance, you don't have to think too much about the Star Fighting Meeting."

The voice of the calamity wizard spread to every corner of the world. Even if the aura of calamity is so strong that it forms a domain, the field, the world, and the world cannot isolate the transmission of the sound.

The figure sleeping in the abyss of the seabed has been there for an unknown amount of time. The body has been integrated into the soil. The movement of particle energy and flesh and blood in the body is connected to the surrounding soil and rock materials, forming a seabed.

The color is a strange pitch black color, and there is an invisible large mouth on it, which seems to be sucking something invisible.

Faintly, the sound of subtle breathing can also be heard.

The voice of the Calamity Wizard came and he suddenly opened his eyes.

In an instant, his thoughts moved to the femtosecond level, he accepted all the information, and gave his own response, "Teacher, I am here, and I have always been there. I have not been blinded by disasters, and my path to disasters is not weak. On the road to disaster.

I always believe in it, so I will not get lost. No matter how mysterious it is, it will only become my nourishment in the face of powerful disasters. "

"Since Teacher, you asked me to be born, then I will be born." The Calamity Wizard began to move his body, and the extremely huge volume of the seabed and continental layer began to shake, as if it had become a part of his body.

"I already have everything that I should have, and I have perfected the aspects that need to be transformed."

"Teacher, I will let you see my path as a wizard, and I will also let the Crimson Society once again be known as the Disaster Wizard."

"The Battle of the Stars is not just a competition for those two people, I can also take their place."

There was absolute confidence in his voice, an affirmation of his own strength and the wizard's path.

The huge seabed material gradually began to withdraw from the world and stood completely under the sky. A large amount of sand and bones shook down, as if there was an unspeakable rain of bones.

The body covers the sky and the sun, and the shadow is extremely huge, as if this space and the world have evolved into such a giant.

call!
The Disaster Wizard took a deep breath, and all the disaster energy and disaster power in this space and world poured into his body; his huge body began to shrink, gradually becoming the size of a normal human.

In the end, it turned into a height of about two meters, with a naked upper body, and the muscles were very distinct. Every part was struck to its advantage, and it did not feel bloated or thin. It was a perfect body.

Densely dense dark lines gradually grow from the heart to the surface of the skin, to the limbs and neck, occupying the entire body.

Raising his head, under the bangs and hair, gray pupils dissatisfied with the dark lines showed a huge power of consciousness.

The Disaster Wizard—is born!