Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 681 Andersen, Dark Soul Wang Ya, and all parties come on stage after singing (asking for monthly tickets)

A battlefield of stars shrouded in darkness, filled with ghosts and spirits. The howling and screaming sounds seemed to erupt from the depths of people's hearts, making people shudder and tremble all over.

The black fog that expanded into the sky vaguely revealed a number of hideous and distorted faces.

All things withered, the vitality of plants and trees was gone, and living creatures turned into white skeletons, still retaining the appearance of their desperate escape when they were alive.

They died and merged into the black fog, becoming one of the distorted faces.

This is the death of all creation.

The lament of returning to zero.

The source of all this, the instigator, is a humanoid creature shrouded in black fog, holding a black flag in both hands, with strange bloody spells on it and a strong smell of blood, as if it contained a world of blood evil.

He sat in a horse stance, exerting force with his arms and shaking them continuously.

Space, time, the world seemed to be turned upside down and chaotic. There was only the howling black fog, and the world of the dead had arrived.

"It's terrible, so terrible that I'm actually trembling."

"The ultimate death is enough to strangle me. It is hard to imagine how I can escape the fate of defeat."

A voice with an unusually fluctuating tone echoed beneath the black misty face.

She was wearing a white robe and had deep eyes with a unique red eyeshadow that looked a bit weird.

A very young creature with a high nose bridge and fair skin.

But it is filled with a bit of weird inconsistency.

It seems as if there are vicissitudes of time passing by.

He shouted loudly, but his expression was very calm.

He raised his right hand, and a complex gray rune appeared.

The densely packed thin lines wriggle like tadpoles.

Looking closely, it seems as if there is a rune world with countless living beings in it.

The gray runes continued to grow larger, filling the entire battlefield space.

The surging black mist seemed to touch the sky and earth, and the self began to dissolve.

The creature waving the flag suddenly changed its expression.

Before he could change his tactics, the grey rune turned around and pressed down on him.

Like a withered tree or rotten wood, he was ground into dust.

There were many conscious beings holding flags watching the battle, and their eyes were bloodshot when they saw this scene.

But I couldn't do anything but watch.

His fists were clenched, and murderous intent was surging.

Chi Chi!

The battlefield of stars glowed, enveloping the creature that cast the grey rune.

Almost no one watched him.

He didn't care either.

He raised his head and looked into the depths of the sky, his eyes deep and flashing with a gray halo.

"It should be advancing to the Star Master Tournament, which is one step closer to my plan."

"The Star Council, let me see what happened in the past and whether it can bear the return of an old man like me."

Andersen raised the corner of his mouth.

Soon, the smile disappeared and turned ugly.

The starlight still enveloped him, allowing him to sublimate and leap forward.

Andersen obviously sensed something was wrong.

There was a storm in my heart.

"There is absolutely no mistake. The net is distorted and fluctuating, and the light of the stars is also abnormal."

"Just now. What force and who caused such a thing?"

An unexpected event that was not planned.

The unknown made him feel a little uneasy.

'It's impossible. What kind of force can affect the net?'

'The five powerful creatures that I sensed definitely have a grasp of the rules and are responsible for the star battles on this ancient star. If an accident occurs, there is no way they will be bypassed.'

Changes still occurred, and there was no subsequent development.

Andersen was filled with doubts.

The more powerful a creature is, the more it dislikes things happening that are beyond its control.

However, this question remained unanswered.

Andersen, with a blank expression on his face, was promoted to a higher area and embarked on the road to the Star Master Tournament.

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Gray Brandy did not have Andersen's essential level and did not notice anything unusual.

An extremely fierce battle is taking place in his battlefield of stars.

The sky collapsed, the earth veins were destroyed, red magma burst out, and a scorching rain of fire fell.

The dark clouds were dense, the air was filled with thick smoke, and all living things were strangled.

The aftermath of the terrifying energy fluctuations raged uncontrollably.

Chi Chi!

The blood-colored mist rose into the sky and condensed into a ten-thousand-meter-long body, as if it was formed by matter and energy.

On the giant's face, the same appearance as Gray Brandy appeared.

He condensed the blood-red sword in both hands and chopped it down at another huge monster in front of him.

It was a ferocious and ferocious creature, with an extremely strong aura of blood, and the true form of blood it released.

He has thick scales, a single horn on his head, sharp teeth lined up side by side, and his body is covered with water vapor and earth elements. Even the scalding magma cannot cause any harm to him.

The giant beast's blood-red pupils revealed madness and fear at the blood-red sword that was chopping at it.

There was no retreat and no reservation.

The giant beast was full of blood and energy, and various elemental energies added to its scales to form armor. Its horn was absolutely sharp, like the tip of a spear, rushing over.

boom!
The blood-red sword seemed to be the creation of the world, reflecting an eerie blood light.

The power of both sides is eroding.

The naked eye will destroy it with just one glance. The aftermath of its power will destroy countless human kingdoms.

This is the most top-notch power at the star level.

Coupled with the full force of his hands, the performance of ancient witchcraft is so shocking that it is impossible to describe in words.

Click!

The land of the Star Battlefield was almost completely destroyed and in ruins.

The outcome of the battle has also been decided.

The white horn was cut off directly.

Under the giant beast's horrified gaze, the blood-red sword light flipped and cut off its huge head.

The blood was boiling and splashing.

A bloody rain watered every corner of the battlefield, bringing a different kind of vitality.

The huge beast body fell down.

As the viewing space was filled with the gritting of teeth, resentment and hostility from many consciousnesses.

The blue starlight enveloped the blood-red giant, revealing a man with white curly hair and slightly mediocre facial features.

He always had a worried look in his eyes and an especially gloomy temperament.

Having won many battles, this one was even more decisive, and Gray Brandy met the requirements to advance to the Star Master Tournament.

The blue starlight allowed him to leap and sublimate to a higher level.

He was not happy and his face became even gloomier.

From the perspective of spectating the battle, Diana's figure seemed a little lonely compared to the many figures on the other side.

She looked at her brother's face.

Silent, dry lips.

I said silently in my heart: "I will get you out of all this, out of that Andersen, Gray, believe me, I will do it."

"The natural ring tower has not yet dissipated. Everything we lost can be taken back again."

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The howling wind was like a knife, and the ancient trees were turned into fragments the moment they were touched.

The scale of such a strong wind was extremely huge, as if it came from the depths of the void, invisible and unknown, covering every corner of the battlefield of stars.

Whoosh!

The wind was blowing, and the soil in the ground layer disappeared like tofu.

The creatures that control the wind also merge into the wind, losing their lock on the definition of real matter.

Even at the spiritual level, what can be observed is still the wind of the entire world.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely amazing ancient witchcraft.

In terms of ideas, intentions, and power, he has amazing achievements.

In the battle observation consciousness space, one consciousness body after another gathered to observe the battlefield.

The creature was an irregular black sphere with dense tentacles, which made people's scalps tingle. A hint of worry appeared in its huge eyeballs.

The sacrificial voices overlapped and were enveloped in holy light, as if reflecting a group of human-shaped creatures from God's kingdom. They were silent, staring intently, fearing that something would happen that none of the high-level wizards in the black tower behind them wanted to see.

That is the failure of the fight, which made years of preparation go to waste.

"Once we enter the Star Master Tournament, everything will change, and our Black Tower will be reborn."

"Lord Comoros will definitely not lose. He carries the hope of our Black Tower, and he will surely succeed."

"So what if we encounter a strong enemy? Lord Comoros can defeat all enemies. I believe in him."

Many high-level wizards encouraged and cheered him up, or gave him confidence.

The invisible wind blowing in the battlefield of stars was too terrifying. None of them dared to say that they had the ability to withstand it or to resist it.

The greater probability is that the body and soul were blown away by the wind.

The black dragon, which was obviously shrunk in size, was squatting nearby. Its pupils were glowing and its claws were clenched. It was obvious that it was very nervous inside.

"Comoro is my disciple. I believe this enemy will not be the end of his journey as a wizard."

"He has greater potential, let's see."

In the corner, a pretty figure was holding her hands on her chest, looking at her with worry in her eyes, and a hint of maternal glow on her pretty face.

The right hand gently stroked the slightly bulging belly.

Qiu Qiudong opened her lips slightly, and said in a voice that only she could hear, "Comoros, don't lose, and don't die on the battlefield. We are all waiting for you to come back."

The object of everyone's anticipation, the tall figure standing in the center of the battlefield among the stars.

The black robe kept fluttering and swelling, and his resolute face and deep eyes watched the arrival of the invisible wind indifferently.

Ordinary extraordinary creatures cannot be seen or touched, and any trace they show will cause their bodies and souls to gather or disperse.

He is different, he is unique and special.

He is Comoros, also a split created by differentiation of the original body.

Dark Soul King Ya.

White arcs of light danced in his eyes.

Traces of the invisible wind appeared, covering the sky and the earth without any blind spots, enough to blow and corrode all living creatures in Huiyue.

Special particle energy and spiritual particle energy cannot be stopped either.

It will melt the moment it touches you.

Dark Soul Wang Ya narrowed his eyes and moved his upper and lower lips, "Vacuum!"

The cold voice resounded throughout the heaven and earth.

His power began to spread along with the biological force field, affecting the surrounding heaven and earth, and even deeper space.

No creature among the stars understands space better than him, and understands the theorems of space and nodes better.

The many principles and witchcraft of the Tidal Vacuum Secret Codex are operating at this moment.

Before completing the main task.

Just can't fall down.

The Star Masters Tournament is where the plan takes place.

ps: There is probably one more chapter. I will go out to have a bowl of noodles and come back to continue coding.

(End of this chapter)