The Wizard’s Immortality (Wizarding Immortal)

The cold and fiery aura came from all directions, with a faint aura of bloodline power in it.

The aura that belongs to the blood of the sun, even though countless years have passed, and the baptism of endless time has not completely faded from its own imprint, it has become more and more intense because of the environment.

Walking in this mausoleum, Adil walked here alone, slowly appreciating the pattern and legacy.

The huge mausoleum in front of you looks very beautiful. Every mural and every building in the entire tomb is so exquisite, like it was carefully carved by the best elf master, and it has a light and elegant beauty that belongs to the elf family.

Around some of the murals, Adil could also see some runes left by the ancient wizards, as well as some other things.

Unlike the last time he came here, this time, Adil seemed more calm and leisurely. He walked in this mausoleum so slowly, it seemed that he was not anxious about his purpose.

The last time he came here, he was only an official wizard, and there were a bunch of blood wizards around him. He couldn't understand the layout and layout of this place, and he didn't have the intention to look at it.

But this time, he is already close to the fifth order, and some remnants of this place can already be seen clearly.

Adil just stopped and walked like this, constantly watching in this ruins, and occasionally saw interesting places, he stopped, recorded it with the chip in his body, and slowly analyzed it.

In this way, it took him half a month to walk the distance that could be covered in just one day.

After walking this distance, some memorable things also appeared in front of Adil.

It was an elf corpse wearing a silver moon robe and holding a scepter in his hand.

The corpse looks dark and dark, with a deep black complex imprint on it, densely covering the entire corpse.

This corpse is a certain generation of high priests in the past of the Silver Mist Forest in the Maisen area. When Adil was still very weak, it was from this corpse that he obtained the meditation method of the ritual of the moon, thus stepping into the moon elf. The Wizard's Path.

To this day, the original ritual of the moon has been re-deduced and adapted by Adil several times, and it has been integrated with many advanced meditation methods to become a brand new meditation method.

But despite this, some things at the beginning will not change. This ritual of the moon still has a profound impact on Adil, and many traces can still be seen today.

"Die from the breath infection of the curse of natural disasters."

Quietly looking at the black corpse, Adil sighed softly, then waved his hand.

A pure moon elf power escaped from the body, and in an instant, the holy and holy moon elf power enveloped the whole body of the corpse, dispelling all the evil power on the corpse, leaving only the elves that belonged to the corpse. part of the family.

The corpse in front of him was indeed killed by the curse of natural disasters, but it was not his own, but was caused by the aura of the curse in this tomb.

Thousands of years have passed, and although the power of natural disasters remains in the corpse in front of me, it is already unstoppable in the face of Adil's power.

In just a short moment, the black color on the corpse slowly receded, and a little mist like ink flowed out from the corpse, which was directly evaporated by the power of the moon elf.

The power of natural disaster was expelled, and the true face of the corpse was revealed.

This is a very thin-looking elf old man with long white hair.

It can be seen that the old man was very peaceful before he died, and the expression on his face did not change much. Under the influence of the natural disaster, the corpse looked the same as when he just died, and there was not much change.

Quietly looking at the old man's corpse, Adil waved his hand quietly, put away the corpse in front of him, and then turned around and walked forward.

Going forward from this corpse, the traces left by Adil were still faintly visible.

In the mausoleum, the corpses of the blood wizards who were killed by Adil with a knife are still here.

After hundreds of years have passed, this moment has completely changed.

Ignoring these enemies of the past, Adil continued to move forward, this time at a faster pace, and only slowly stopped when he reached the end of the road.

The lost gift.

Two rows of small trees in black and silver separate the three roads into three, one silver, one gold, and one black.

This is the ritual of the ancient elves, which is used to arrange in their own tombs, and only those with corresponding identities can walk through.

Gold represents the master and his descendants, silver represents guests, and black represents enemies.

Judging from the elves' emphasis on blood, these three paths actually refer to blood.

Gold can only be walked by pure blood, and the silver road can only be entered by the elves. As for black, it is a foreign race.

As a half-elf at the time, Adil could only barely walk on the long silver road, unable to really walk into the center of the mausoleum, and could not obtain the truly precious inheritance of the sun in the mausoleum.

Today is naturally different.

At a glance, he skipped the road in front of him, and Adil walked straight on the golden road without any hesitation or stop.

The golden light began to make a noise, a little bit of wind and waves began to rise, and bit by bit of waves, like a pebble dropped on a calm lake, alarmed all directions.

Walking on the road, in a trance, Adier seemed to hear a ignorant voice sounding, echoing the blood in his body, trying to communicate.

This change made the blood in his body begin to throb, and the silver moon holy blood began to burn and boil little by little. .

In the light of the large silver bloodline, a little golden brilliance is flickering. Although it is weak, it does exist, and it echoes with a certain existence in the distance.

Blood of the Sun!

It was the blood of the sun that Adil snatched from Yara, and then smelted it into himself. It had been silent before, but it was revived at this moment, and it was shining here.

In the distance, I seem to feel the light of Adil's bloodline. In front of me, a little golden rune flashes rapidly on the long golden road. Thousands of bloodline textures are paved on the ground, like a long golden carpet, setting off Adil. like a god.

He just stepped on the long road in front of him, walking forward step by step, and with every step, he could feel the call from the depths of his blood.

It was a call originating from the blood of the elf, with a bit of the purest light in it, which made Adiel couldn't help but raise his head and look in a certain direction in the distance.

In the sky above the ruins, the fiery golden sun was blooming. At this moment, a faint power of blood was recovering. With the arrival of Adair, it directly shone on Adair's body.

"The power of the sun..."

Feeling the change in his body, Adil raised his head and looked at the golden sun in the sky.

The huge golden sun in the sky is condensed by the power of the sun in the Sun Emperor's body, which corresponds to the power of the moon god in Adil's body, and belongs to the ultimate power of the elf bloodline.

When Adil stepped here, the golden sun transformed by the power of the sun also began to recover, and the pure power of the sun in it began to slowly pour into Adil's body, combining with the power of the moon god in his body, Slowly produce some kind of unique change.

"What pure power of the sun..."

Walking on the road, looking at the huge golden sun hanging in the sky, Adil's face was solemn: "Before the Sun King died, I am afraid that all the power of the sun was extracted from himself and used to give Successors inherit."

This is a huge benefit.

The Sun Sovereign in the mausoleum in front of him was absolutely terrifying at his peak strength, at least a fifth-order peak.

The golden sun in the sky condenses all the strength of such a sun emperor during his lifetime. Once absorbed by the latecomers, as long as he can bear it, he may even be able to create a fifth-order.

However, it is not easy to accept this power.

At least, in front of him, Adiel can feel that even with his current physique and bloodline, it is not impossible to fully accept this power, at most only part of it.

If it is an ordinary elf, unless its own strength is superb, horror will immediately be assimilated by this fierce, strong, sacred and unique power as soon as it comes into contact with the power of the sun. Consumed by the power of the sun.

If you want to fully receive this power, only the true blood of the sun can.

As the last step was taken, Adil raised his head slightly, and in front of him, the core of the tomb had opened to him.

Unlike the collection rooms I have seen in the past, there are only a few things at the real core of the mausoleum.

A golden coffin, a brilliant golden scepter flashing, a crown inlaid with several emerald gems, and a golden book.

Apart from these few things, nothing else exists in the entire tomb.

Looking at these, Adiel raised his head and took a deep breath before stepping into it.

A little silver moon god's power began to flicker, but just as he entered the tomb, in Adiel's body, the pure blood of the moon couldn't help but boil, as if he felt something important.

In the coffin in the distance, a little golden light also flickered, as if the existence within it had already sensed Adil's arrival, and the remaining bloodlines couldn't help but boil.

This is the reaction between the blood of the sun and the blood of the moon god.

Compared with the previous time with Yara, this time Adil had a particularly strong feeling.

Because the blood of the sun in front of him is not a semi-finished product with unstable blood like Yara, but a corpse left by a true sun emperor.

That kind of strong reaction made Adier stop immediately when he stepped into it, and the whole body burst out with the light of silver bloodline.

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