The Wizard’s Immortality (Wizarding Immortal)

"You seem to...have a big misunderstanding of me..."

In front of him, facing Adil's questioning, that stalwart and sacred existence spoke slowly, and his voice oscillated in the entire space, spreading to all directions, so that all sides could feel the majesty.

"I spread my blood and let different people inherit it. The purpose is not pure..."

His face was calm, and facing Adil's questioning at this moment, he frankly admitted his statement: "But during this process, aren't you also enjoying it?"

Looking at Adil in front of him, there was a faint light flickering in his eyes at this moment, which seemed to reflect scenes.

In the distance, feeling the scenes in the eyes of the God of Slaughter, Adil's eyes narrowed slightly.

Among the countless scenes, scene after scene continued to spread, and it began to emerge from the perspective of a person.

In the picture, countless people obtained the blood of slaughter when they were weak, and then continued to kill and gain strength to grow.

During this process, of course, many people died in the middle, but more people grew up smoothly, gained the power they wanted, and gained a lot of things along the way.

Dreams, strength, power, these things are all obtained one by one in the process of these people's growth, and they are obtained very smoothly.

In the scene after scene, after reaching the pinnacle of life, these people had bright smiles on their faces, all of them were in high spirits, and they all carried a faint murderous aura.

"Sometimes, the world always thinks that I am beguiling others, turning ordinary creatures into children of slaughter, causing disputes..."

The voice of the existence in the distance came out, and at this moment, he said lightly, which was full of a sense of historical vicissitudes, as if telling an epic: "But in fact, sometimes it is not me who finds them, but They took the initiative to find me..."

"Among these people, including yourself, can successfully reach the current state, isn't it also relying on my strength..."

"Relying on my strength to come this far, what qualifications do you have to come here to question me?"

The voice fell, and the voices continued to resound.

At this moment, the world in front of me seemed to be whipped up by strong winds, heavy rain, and turbulent waves.

The voice of the God of Slaughter in front of him kept ringing in his mind, oscillating in his entire mind, cooperating with the whole world, he was sending heavy questions to Adil, as if to dissect his entire mind and dissect his past. Everything was magnified and observed on the microscope, yelling at him, questioning him.

Some past experiences came to mind, and scenes of guilt and sadness emerged spontaneously, and finally condensed in his heart, like a brand, causing Adil to raise an extreme emotion.

Adil's face was calm, feeling this emotion, he didn't speak, but the brilliance still flickered on his body, despite the countless emotions in his heart, he still didn't hesitate.

The words spoken by the God of Slaughter in front of him seem to have some truth, but if you scrutinize it carefully, it is completely unreasonable.

What the God of Slaughter said sounded like a drug dealer's excuse to Adiel.

Drug dealers justify themselves, saying that there are people who really need drugs, so they exist.

It's not because they exist that drug addicts appear, but because someone needs them, they do it.

The words seem to have some truth, but I want to clean myself up, ignore everything I have done in the process, the benefits I have gained, and the suffering that I have caused. ignore...

It is too shameless.

"I don't deny that you have indeed helped a lot of people..."

In front of him, Adil took a deep breath and looked at the mighty and sacred God of Slaughter, his face gradually becoming indifferent.

"Some people are born humble,

I have ambition in my chest..."

"Some people are born desolate, with no close relatives, few friends..."

"Some people are unwilling to be ordinary and try to go up..."

"These people have all benefited from you..."

He pointed to the pictures that appeared on the God of Slaughter in front of him, and pointed to the figures who were either in a sad situation, unwilling to be ordinary, or born humble.

"But... there are some people..."

Afterwards, he turned around and looked at the God of Slaughter in front of him, whether there were any other emotions in his eyes at this moment.

"Their family is complete..."

An ordinary picture appeared on Adier's body. At that time, a family of three, the parents looked after the child, the child grew up under the care of the parents, and the scene was happy and complete.

"They are ordinary..."

In another scene, an ordinary middle-aged man looks around, busy everywhere, living an ordinary life day after day.

"They work hard to get up..."

The third picture appears in it, a young man is writing and writing, constantly exercising himself, just to get that little chance and let himself go further.

Later, more pictures emerged on Adil.

Some have a peaceful life, some have a happy family, some are busy but at least fulfilled, some are humble but still alive, some are in a difficult situation, but still have concerns...

The most ordinary scenes appeared on the figure of Adil, which formed a strong contrast with the epic scenes that appeared on the opposite God of Slaughter.

Similar to the sights that appeared on the opposite God of Slaughter, the sights that appeared on Adier were also the sights that Adier had personally witnessed.

He has traveled through countless worlds and experienced many things in countless worlds. In the experience of countless worlds, what occupies the main body is not a lively and colorful scene, but is precisely made by these ordinary mortals.

Including Adil himself, he was also a member of these ordinary people in his previous life.

And then, the next moment, a burst of changes began to occur.

A blood-colored torrent rushed out slowly, and along with the scenes that appeared on the opposite God of Slaughter, the scenes that appeared on Adil began to change.

As the blood of slaughter continued to decline, the sons of slaughter were born, or in order to get rid of their humble identity, or to realize their own ambitions, or to make themselves no longer ordinary, they began to embark on their own journey.

They embarked on the road arranged by the God of Slaughter, and then the blood of slaughter in their bodies began to move forward, killing all the way.

Ordinary people are constantly being slaughtered, happy families are torn apart, people who care about them have passed away one by one, and pieces of white bones stand on the marble, which is the scene left after being absorbed by the blood of slaughter.

With the rise of the children of slaughter, the peaceful lives of many people have been affected, the order is full of chaos, and the atmosphere of chaos has enveloped everything.

Behind the rise of the children of slaughter, there is not only the glory that is sung by thousands of people like an epic, but also the endless sea of ​​corpses.

The rise of every child of slaughter is behind the slaughter of endless creatures, and the slaughter of countless ordinary people.

"You said that you used your blood of killing to change the fate of many people and bring the gospel to many people..."

Adil raised his head and looked at the God of Slaughter in front of him: "Then what should you say to those who have suffered because of you?"

The faint voice fell, and on the spot, waves of ripples continued to emerge.

In the vagueness, you can hear the sigh of the God of Slaughter, and the gradually cold voice.

"You have smelted my essence, which means that you want to be my enemy..."

"Quit now, choose to give up that authority, there is still time..."

A faint icy voice continued to emanate from the space in front of him.

Under the gaze of Adil in front of him, the stalwart existence of the huge land world in front of him began to collapse, its body seemed to be rigid, and the brilliance of the whole body began to melt continuously and gradually dissipated in place.

At the last moment, the figure in front of him began to dissipate continuously, dissipated in mid-air, and finally turned into a little golden essence, and began to gradually integrate into Adair's body.

boom! !

Outside, at the moment when the figure of the God of Slaughter disappeared, a golden flame suddenly flourished.

That little golden flame began to burn, and at this moment the powerful fire of life was catalyzed to the extreme, and gradually merged with Adil's body.

Under this powerful fire of life, the golden blood began to dissipate, and the essence of the gods contained in it was finally stripped out. Adel's body.

boom! !

A soft sound resounded on the spot, and at this moment, it seemed to resound through the whole world, causing fluctuations in all directions, and the whole world began to tremble slightly.

The will of the material world began to boil. At this moment, it seemed that he felt the appearance of Adil. The material world began to rejoice, cheering for the birth of a demigod.

The old body is melting, and new flesh begins to appear.

At this moment, a brand new demigod body appeared in front of him, and this moment completely revealed his majesty.

A touch of golden blood was flowing in Adier's body, with a sense of holiness and a majesty that belonged to God alone.

At this moment, Adil looked like a god, and the aura around his body seemed to have changed, becoming stronger and more terrifying.

The huge field that had been spreading and almost enveloped the entire wasteland began to slowly disappear. At this moment, with the end of Adier's promotion, it reintegrated into Adier's body.

Faint golden blood flowed in the body, and at this moment, the divine fire in Adier's body began to burn, reflecting his entire body incomparably bright.

He stood on the spot, and at this moment, the silver long sword appeared in his hand, and the sword's edge pointed to the sky in the sky, and a bit of sword energy spread out without concealment.

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