Journey to the Wizarding World

Faced with the threat of the Killing Crow, Sani ignored it at all, and the power of nature turned into vines, tightly binding Hirsch.

Immediately afterwards, Sani released another seed.

After the green seeds fell on the ground, a willow tree grew in a moment. The slender and soft willow branches were swung like a whip, beating Hirsch.

"Stop! You can't do this to me..."

The bound Hirsch let out strange screams under the whipping of the wicker, and said in a stern voice: "The majesty of the gods cannot be violated. If you dare to offend me, you will repent in endless pain..."

Bang bang bang!

Sani didn't even listen to what Hirsch said. The wicker had been whipped from all directions, and a crackling sound suddenly sounded. This level of attack may not cause much harm to Hirsch, but it is undoubtedly very insulting.

"Sure enough, we have to use magic to defeat magic..."

A slight smile appeared on Enzo's face, and he suddenly remembered this sentence in his heart. After Sani gave Hirsch a hard lesson, he stopped him.

"That's enough, Sani."

Enzo spoke softly and waved to take Sani back into his body. At the same time, the vines condensed by the power of nature also turned into green light and disappeared.

Bang!

The Killing Crow fell to the ground, looking extremely embarrassed. Hirsch's eyes showed obvious strong unwillingness, but he did not dare to say any more rude words.

"If you want to repay today's shame, then become as strong as possible!" Then, Enzo said again, and then took the Killing Crow Hirsch back into his body.

"The killing mark has been condensed, it's time to go back to Camp Glo." Enzo turned around, looked into the distance, his eyes flashed with luster, and murmured: "As a believer of the God of Slaughter from ancient times,

The information Puli has about divinity must be more than that."

"What to do next requires careful planning!"

Enzo thought for a moment and decided to return to Camp Gro.

Half an hour later, Camp Gro.

After leaving for more than half a month, the atmosphere in the camp is still very depressing. Due to the invasion of the Snake Claw Clan in the Burrow, a large number of wizards have fled here, and the only wizard with the ability to repair the wizard circle has been lost. As a result, the camp's barrier is still in a damaged state.

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As a last resort, Yudula could only set up some defenses outside the camp.

The sharp wooden stakes at the top were inserted diagonally into the ground, and the fence made of logs surrounded the camp to prevent the invasion of skeletons and walking corpses. However, this level of defenses could only resist the lowest level of undead creatures.

The seemingly solid log fence cannot stop the attack of the metal skeleton at all.

What's more, once the blood moon comes, the undead creatures will go crazy. With a large number of skeletons coming one after another, the log fence will soon be crossed. In half a month, the camp has almost fallen three times.

Fortunately, the first-order peak wizard Yudula was still in charge of the Gro camp, which saved the mortal natives from being slaughtered by the undead creatures!

"This is the tragedy of the weak..."

Not far away, Enzo stood on a high slope, looking at the Gro camp in front, and shook his head with some emotion. Compared to the continent ruled by the wizard civilization, the Lost Continent is more dangerous for mortals.

Being attached to a powerful force may cause them to lose their freedom, but without protection, survival in this land becomes a luxury.

Subsequently, Enzo entered the Gro camp.

The natives who were patrolling around the camp all knew Enzo, so when they saw the wizard who had saved the camp, they did not stop him. Enzo quickly came to a complete building and met Udula.

"Are you back?" Udula saw Enzo, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The main barrier of Camp Gloro was destroyed, and half of the guardian wizards were lost, which already put the place in a precarious state. Enzo's return was undoubtedly a surprise to her.

"Your Excellency Enzo is back so soon."

At this time, a hoarse voice came from the side, and a glimmer of light burst out from Puli's cloudy eyes, murmuring: "Have you already condensed the killing mark?"

In Puli's plan, Enzo is the body of the God of Killing.

Therefore, before the Temple of Killing is opened, the stronger the body, the better. Driven by divine power, Enzo's first step is to condense the Mark of Killing and become a Son of Killing.

"It's a pity to disappoint Mr. Pooley."

Enzo shook his head, frowned, and sighed, "I've been hunting in the wilderness for half a month, but I still haven't condensed the killing mark you mentioned."

Facing Puli's inquiry, Enzo did not tell the truth.

He returned to the Gro camp this time to obtain more information related to divinity, so naturally he would not reveal his trump card easily.

"There is no condensed killing mark!?"

Pulley frowned, his tone became more solemn, and questioned: "Enough killing power can transform divinity into a mark. If Lord Enzo really hunted in the wilderness for half a month, it should be impossible for the divinity in his body to

There should be no changes at all!"

"I don't know why, but it is true."

Enzo's eyes flashed, he shrugged, and said helplessly: "During the time I left Camp Gro, I killed at least more than 10,000 zombies and skeletons in the wasteland, but the divinity in my body has not been transformed at all.

The omen of the mark.”

"How could this happen?" Pulli's face changed slightly and he murmured in a low voice.

"Is it possible that there are other conditions required to condense the killing mark?" Enzo asked tentatively.

"Some other conditions?"

Pulley's face changed, and he hesitated, "Is it because the divinity in Sir Enzo's body is too weak to condense the mark?"

Enzo's eyes flashed slightly, but his face remained calm.

"According to the family training left by our ancestors, after the death of the God of Slaughter, countless divinities were left behind. Each divinity has different strengths and weaknesses, but they have the characteristic of devouring each other."

Pulley pondered for a moment and said, "If the divinity in Sir Enzo's body is still unable to form a mark, it is better to consider swallowing some more divinity to enhance your own strength!"

"Devouring the divinity of others?"

"Yes, that's it!"

Puli nodded slowly and said in a deep voice, ": The God of Slaughter fell in the abandoned land. A large number of divinities were left here. Endless years have passed, and many divinities have found their hosts!"

"Among them, those who rely on divine power to successfully condense the mark are called [Son of Slaughter]. Every Son of Slaughter is qualified to inherit everything left by the God of Slaughter, so he is an innate competitor!"

"Child of Slaughter!"

Enzo narrowed his eyes and said, "Can the Sons of Slaughter plunder each other's divinity to increase their own power?"

Pulley nodded and said, "Strictly speaking, before the killing mark was condensed, Your Excellency Enzo could not be called the son of killing, but the divinity has already resided in your body, so Your Excellency Enzo also possesses the plundering divinity."

Ability!"

Enzo stroked his chin, a glimmer of thought appeared in his eyes.

At this time, Puli continued to confuse, "If Sir Enzo wants to gain more power, it is better to consider plundering the divinity of other sons of killing, because only in this way can you condense the marks of killing as soon as possible, so as to compete for the legacy left by the god of killing.

One step ahead on the road!”

"Then...how should I find the Son of Slaughter?"

Enzo pretended to be hesitant, but deep down he was extremely calm.

He returned to the Gro camp to obtain more information, so he concealed the matter of the Killing Crow and the Mark, forcing Puli to reveal the information he knew about the God of Killing.

"this is very simple!"

Seeing Enzo's hesitation, Puli quickly said: "There are many Sons of Slaughter in the Lost Land. Those strong men who occupy one side almost all rely on the power of divinity, such as the lord of Sohuguang City, the Skeleton King in the Stone Tomb, Crying

The two-headed ogre of the forest, the mad wizard of the corrupt swamp..."

Pulli named several names in succession, all of them were sons of killing with divinity. These strong men were stationed in the abandoned land. They all had considerable power, but they were afraid of each other.

Enzo's eyes flickered. When Puli introduced these sons of murder, he used a chip to record the information and included it in the data intelligence database.

After a long while, Pulley finished his story.

"These people Mr. Pulley mentioned are all top powerhouses in the Abandoned Land!" Enzo raised his head with a hint of indifference in his tone.

Each of these divine sons of murder mentioned by Puli is a powerful being. The weakest among them is a second-level wizard, while the Skeleton King in the Stone Tomb and the Two-Headed Ogre in the Weeping Forest have reached third-level life forms.

Degree!

"...It is difficult for a weak person to become a child of murder." Puli was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "The final decision on whether to plunder divinity lies with His Excellency Enzo!"

Enzo's eyes flickered and he sneered slightly in his heart.

The expression on Puli's face seemed calm, but in fact he was probably very nervous inside. He handed over the divinity of the tribe's guardianship to Enzo for ten thousand years. It was already a big gamble in itself. If he gave up halfway now, his plan would undoubtedly be ruined.

fail.

"I will consider your suggestion." After a while, Enzo said quietly.

Pulley's face hesitated slightly, but in the end he said nothing.

"In this case, what are your plans next, Mr. Enzo?" At this time, Yudula, who had been silent next to him, asked.

"I'm just going to the camp for a short rest, and I don't plan to stay long." Enzo shook his head and said, "I will leave in a while and prepare to continue hunting the undead creatures wandering in the wasteland and strive to condense the killing mark!"

"Do you want to leave..." A hint of disappointment appeared on Yudula's face, biting his lip.

The barrier of the Grotto camp has been destroyed and it is currently in an extremely weak state. If a second-level wizard is in charge, the security will undoubtedly be greatly improved, but Enzo has no such idea.

…

Half an hour later, on the wasteland.

On the same spot, Enzo moved forward slowly, looking at the endless desolate land, his eyes flashed with the luster of thought.

"Son of Slaughter..." he muttered to himself.

After obtaining enough intelligence, Enzo left Camp Gro without hesitation. Although he did not express his attitude in front of Puli, in fact, he already had a plan in his heart.

Since the Sons of Slaughter can plunder the divinity in each other's body, Enzo will naturally not let go of this opportunity to quickly increase his strength.

"Gloomy City, Stone Tombs, Corruption Swamp, Weeping Forest..."

Enzo's eyes flashed, and pieces of information emerged in his mind. Each piece of information represented a divine Son of Slaughter. The information about them was compiled in detail by the chip, including their strength, level, and affiliation.

"Corruption Swamp, Mad Wizard!"

On the spot, Enzo stopped. After thinking over and over, his eyes flashed and he made his choice.

In order to plunder more divinity, Enzo makes the mad wizard of the Corrupt Swamp his first target!

"Crazy wizard, real name unknown."

"Originally a first-level wizard in the Southern Continent, he was later regarded as a fallen wizard for violating the laws of the Council. In order to escape punishment, he brought his whole family to the Lost Continent. He accidentally gained divinity and became the Son of Slaughter and was promoted to a second-level wizard!"

"Later, due to excessive indulgence in killing, I lost my own will, so I accidentally killed my partner and thirteen biological children and completely fell into madness!"

Enzo's face was calm as he watched the information about the mad wizard emerge in front of him. He chose the mad wizard as his first target after careful consideration.

First of all, the strength of the mad wizard is the weakest among all the Sons of Slaughter, only a second-level wizard. Compared with the Skeleton King in the Stone Tomb, and the two-headed ogre in the Weeping Forest, it is definitely easier.

deal with.

Secondly, because the mad wizard is overly addicted to the power of the killing mark, he is currently in a state of madness. Therefore, he lives alone in the corrupt swamp and does not control a huge force like the lord of Netherlight City.

All things considered, the mad wizard seems to be the best target!

"Swain!"

Enzo called out in a low voice, and an illusory crow flew out of his body, and its feathers gradually became plump, turning into a Tinos crow.

"Have you finally thought of me? Enzo!"

As soon as Swain came out, he landed on Enzo's shoulder, tilted his head and looked around, saying, "Where is this? What a desolate place!"

"This is the Lost Continent."

Enzo answered softly and then said, "How are you? Do you feel any discomfort?"

"No, everything is fine!" Swain shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Enzo nodded slightly, his face thoughtful.

It seems that the blood moon rules of the Lost Continent have different suppressive powers for life at different levels. Swain, as Tinos Crow, may not even be considered a first-level life form when there is no form change, so he cannot feel it at all.

to the power of rule suppression.

"Swain, magic horse form!"

Then, Enzo gave an order, and Swain immediately turned into a black magic horse, carrying Enzo on his back and running wildly on the wasteland.

"Over there!" Enzo pointed in one direction.

The Corrupted Swamp is located to the west of the Abandoned Land, next to the Weeping Forest. It can be reached by riding a magic horse in up to half an hour. Although Enzo would fly faster using the Wings of Shadow, for the sake of the possible battle that may occur next, he

Or decided to stay in the best condition.