The Wizard’s Immortality (Wizarding Immortal)

In the sky above the Adair Empire, two figures are still standing in it.

It was different from the thoughts of many church priests who were observing this area and had all kinds of worries in their minds at this moment.

At this moment in front of him, feeling the changes in Doron's body in front of him, Adil's face was very calm, and he didn't seem to have changed much at all.

His face was calm. At this moment, his long black hair was hanging down like this. The silver long sword in his hand was firm and unshakable. He was holding it in the palm of his hand. Ahead, it doesn't seem to have changed at all.

The changes in Duolong's body in front of him seem to have no way to bring him the slightest emotion, not even a look or expression has changed in the slightest.

His calmness made Duolong in front of him feel a little surprised. At this moment, he opened his mouth, and a fang was suddenly exposed, and there was a hideous smile: "You don't seem to be afraid. look."

"Is it not scary enough just how I look now? Or is my current strength not strong enough to make you feel terrified?"

He stood in mid-air, just standing opposite Adil, speaking to Adil in front of him, his entire body seemed very deformed, and at this moment he was gradually approaching the form of the God of Slaughter.

In fact, at this moment, in Adil's induction, the aura of being a man on Duolong's body has almost disappeared. At this moment, the essence of the whole body is incomparably close to the God of Slaughter. God is no different.

To a certain extent, in front of him, although Doron seems to be the same person at this moment, in fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that the God of Slaughter is wearing the skin of Doron, and the incarnation that descends on this place.

"The way you are now makes me feel sick..."

Adil's face was calm as he looked at Duolong who was standing in front of him. At this moment, there was a little bit of gold in his eyes, and it seemed like a star had fallen, and the silver moon was constantly rising. The other Sons of Slaughter are killed and stand out from all the competitors, and what is finally exchanged is just a chance to become the incarnation of the God of Slaughter?"

"You ask yourself, who you are now is what you wanted in the beginning?"

The faint words fell on the spot, and the power of the true spirit came out in an instant, and it was directly transmitted to Duolong's mind in front of him.

In an instant,

Doron was stunned in place, his entire body froze there, and he seemed to recall something at this moment.

He recalled a scene, recalled the first experience.

It was a not too big manor. Although the scope was not very large, it had everything that it should have, and it seemed very complete.

In one of the rooms, a young boy was sweating in it, silently swearing in it that he would one day stand out, revitalize his family, and make his name resound throughout the world.

This was the original wish, and it was also his dream and goal when he was young.

But I don't know since when, he has slowly changed.

A drop of golden blood of slaughter fell from the sky and fell on him, and then everything began to change.

One quiet night, a fire spread over the manor and began to burn, setting the entire manor on fire.

In the manor, the servants and masters screamed in fear and struggled constantly, but in the end they were of no use, and were directly swallowed by the rising sea of ​​fire.

In the corner of the manor, when he was young, he looked at him with fear and despair. From the corner of the manor, he watched the constant struggle of his relatives and servants, and he was still holding the torch used for setting fire.

At the beginning, of course, he had struggles and fears in his heart, but for the ideal and ambition in his heart, he still did this thing resolutely.

He used the life of the people he was most familiar with and closest to in exchange for his initial strength.

But think about it carefully, look back from the heights of now, and think back to those things from the past.

When he was weak, was the one thing he did really what he wanted to do?

In other words, when he first obtained the blood of slaughter, the kinds of decisions he made were his own, or the actions he made under the influence of the blood of slaughter.

Doron didn't know.

Similar to what happened at the beginning, there are many more things that happened after that.

After the initial guilt, he also experienced a lot during the time he traveled in the material world.

Beloved lover, closest companion, most trusted follower...

This individual was actively pushed down the abyss by him at the last moment, to the area called death.

And all of this is just to exchange for a little bit of power, to gain a little bit of killing power, so that he can take a few steps forward on the road in the future.

But from the bottom of his heart, does he really want to do this?

"Do I really want to? Do I really want to..."

In mid-air, Duolong's body froze there. At this moment, he was constantly muttering to himself, and a pair of eyes unknowingly shed tears.

At this moment, inspired by the power of the true spirit in Adil, the evil true spirit in his body briefly broke free from the influence of the blood of slaughter. For the first time, he began to recall his past life experiences and began to reflect on his mistakes.

With all this happening, the aura on his body is also constantly fluctuating. At this moment, the power of the true spirit is rising rapidly, and there is a moment when it will overcome the influence of the blood of slaughter.

But then, with the flickering of the blood of the golden hourglass, the true spirit that had struggled for a short time was instantly submerged, and the aura on Duolong's body stabilized again, and no longer began to rise and fall.

"Yes I do……"

Standing in the air, he sighed deeply, and at this moment there was a smile, tears streaming from his eyes.

The influence of the blood of slaughter once again prevailed, and his own true spirit was once again submerged, affected by the residual power of the god of slaughter contained in it, and could not break free at all.

With all this happening, not only did his power not decrease, but instead became more terrifying as the last bit of self was completely swallowed by the blood of slaughter.

At this moment, he seemed to have completely transformed into the incarnation of the God of Slaughter, and the aura on his entire body seemed extremely terrifying, and began to erupt in this place.

At this moment, the breath on his body climbed again, from the original sixth-order peak, reaching a new limit.

Although for various reasons, and because he did not really ignite his own divine fire, he did not advance to the seventh rank at this moment and entered the realm of the gods.

But at this moment, under the influence of the blood of slaughter in the body and the power of the god of slaughter, his power will definitely not be inferior to the gods of the seventh order, and it can be said that he has reached the limit of the sixth order.

"You didn't take advantage of the moment just now to attack, this is a fatal mistake you made..."

Standing still, looking at Adil in front of him, Duolong sighed deeply. At this moment, his eyes were full of coldness, like an emotionless machine, looking coldly at Adel in front of him. Dier: "Now, it's time to pay for the mistakes you made..."

"Have you reached this stage yet..."

Looking at the change in the aura in front of him, Doron was completely frozen at this moment. Adil sighed softly, and the silver long sword held in his right hand was slowly raised, and the silver brilliance began to flicker on it.

An equally pure and equally powerful Slaughtering God's Domain began to unfold, and it began to collide with the God's Domain that was unfolding on Duolong's body in front.

The two divine domains that also belonged to the slaughtering authority began to collide with each other, and at this moment they were instantly intertwined.

In the center of the two gods, the two figures collided at the same time.

boom!

It was like two worlds exploded at the same time. At this moment, the two were intertwined in an instant, and terrifying power erupted from their bodies at the same time, rushing towards each other.

The silver long sword in Adil's hand was raised directly. At this moment, it seemed that the concept of time and space was crossed in an instant, and it was scattered on Duolong's body in an instant, as if he would cut off his head with a single blow.

As the silver long sword in his hand fell, in an instant, Duolong's body shattered directly, and the flesh and blood on the entire body shattered directly, starting from the most basic cells as a unit, and began to shatter directly.

A little bit of sound kept ringing in the same place. At this moment, it was like countless bombs exploded at the same time in this place, and the bloody sky shrouded this area.

For a while, a blood-colored sun exploded in mid-air, and the blood-colored radiance enveloped everything around it, shrouding the surrounding world under that blood-colored domain.

The terrifying killing power began to erupt and flicker.

Adil stood in mid-air, and the breath on his body began to change at this moment.

At this moment, at the juncture of the frontal fight with Duolong in front of him, the power of his body exploded completely, and at this moment, he finally did not hide it at all.

Of course, there is no way to hide it in fact.

At this moment, Duolong in front of him has indeed become the puppet of the God of Slaughter, and there is not an inch of his body from the real spirit to the flesh and blood that is not occupied by the God of Slaughter, which is almost equivalent to an incarnation of the God of Slaughter.

But in the same way, after being reduced to the puppet of the God of Slaughter and completely transformed into the incarnation of the God of Slaughter, Doron's power has also completely risen, directly entering an extremely terrifying level.

With his current strength, if Adil doesn't show his full strength again, I'm afraid he won't be the opponent's opponent at all.

Therefore, at this moment, he finally stopped letting go.