The Wizard’s Order

The edge of the king's capital.

Under a ten-story-high ancient tree that has become a fossil, a group of grumpy crows surrounded a young girl screaming in horror.

An Jie sat with her back to the ancient petrified tree, her eyes closed and her head lowered. She had no breathing, no heartbeat, and could not sense any breath of life from her.

Behind her, an ancient wizard whose lower body was integrated with the ancient petrified tree stared at Anjie with **** eyes, and traces of obscure and dark energy poured out of him and entered Anjie's body.

"Zizzi-"

After absorbing the energy gushing out from the body of the Wraith-Corrupting Wizard Balsa, Anjie's body quickly decayed, and in a few seconds, she changed from a delicate and beautiful girl in her early twenties to a man with rotten bones. skeleton.

Then, the rotten bones began to come to life again.

The flesh grows, the heart beats, the hair grows...in an instant, she turns back into a beautiful girl in her early twenties.

But his heart still didn't beat, his breathing still stopped, and he couldn't feel any vitality in his body. No matter from any angle, he was a dead person.

Immediately afterwards, Anjie's body began to rot again.

Repeating this, Anjie's body is constantly circulating between life and death.

In the end, after absorbing all the energy of the Wraith-Eating Wizard Balsa, Anjie's body turned into a huge gray-black chrysalis.

This huge black chrysalis trembled slightly, as if something was about to burst out of the chrysalis.

At this time, Anjie is facing a huge challenge in her spiritual space.

A worm condensed from resentment kept gnawing at her mental space, the pain of being eaten by her mental space tortured her spirit, and the collapse of her mental space made her mentally weak.

"As long as this last step is completed, I can complete the bloodline transformation and refine the nether bloodline!"

The Nether Bloodline is the bloodline of the Ghost Lord of the legendary Netherworld Lord.

As the master of the legendary ghost world, the master of all the souls of the dead, many people do not even know the existence of the ghost, let alone the blood of the ghost.

However, in the tens of thousands of years that the Wraith-Eating Witch Balsa studied the soul and the nether world, he finally got the method and materials to convert his own blood into the blood of the ghost master.

In order to refine the nether bloodline, a huge amount of nether energy is needed, so he came to the capital of the king with the eye of the **** of death, a passage leading to the nether world, and wanted to use the nether energy gushing from the eye of the **** of death to perform bloodline conversion.

It's a pity that even if he is the oldest wizard on the planet, as the most powerful third-level wizard, he is still too weak in the dangerous city of King's Capital. In the end, he is a thousand people in this city. year.

When he thought he was about to die in despair, he did not expect that two weak first-level wizards would enter the capital of kings.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I prefer that little guy named Ryan."

"But that guy is a little cautious, and he also controls the soul power, so it's not easy to start."

"As for this little girl?"

When Anjie finally defeated the bugs that ate her spiritual space and started to reshape her spiritual space according to the method she got from the Wraith-Eating Witch Balza, an old and weak figure suddenly appeared in her spiritual space.

She stared at the figure and narrowed her eyes, "Teacher, do you have any last words?"

Wizard Balsa laughed, "Little girl, do you underestimate me, the fifth-ranked Wraith-eater in the purification sequence?"

An Jie gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "You are so weak, what else can you do? If you pass away obediently now, for the sake of our three-year master-disciple friendship, I will still be fine. To fulfill your last wish, otherwise don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing anyone!"

No matter how powerful Bartha was in the past, he is now so weak that only a ray of spiritual power is left.

With just this wisp of spiritual power, which is so weak that even ordinary people can't compare to ordinary people, for An Jie, a wizard of the first-level peak, one look can wipe out countless numbers of people.

The reason why she talks well with Balsa now is because she is thinking about the master-disciple friendship between them, and secondly, she is really worried that the wizard of Balsa still has a backer, although this may be very low.

But under her good words, Wizard Balsa just laughed, as if mocking her stupidity and weakness.

An Jie's eyes narrowed, "Give me death!"

With a wave of her hand, the surging mental energy turned into a violent tornado and blew towards the wizard of Balsa.

The amount of spiritual power left by the wizard of Balsa is less than one thousandth of this spiritual tornado. It stands to reason that the wizard of Balsa will be torn to pieces as long as he is slightly blown by the spiritual tornado.

But the wizard Balsa laughed out loud under the tornado of spirit, and Anjie's mental attack couldn't do him any harm.

"How is that possible?" An Jie suddenly panicked, "No matter how high your mental power is and how strong your overriding skills are, it will be meaningless in the face of an absolute power gap... It should be like this, what are you doing? How did you do it?"

Balsa, an ancient wizard who has lived for tens of thousands of years, is far more powerful than she thought!

Facing Anjie's terrified question, Wizard Balsa sneered, "Stupid little girl, you don't even know what the gap is between you and me, it's not about strength, but something more profound and more profound. In essence, it is a deep gap that power can never fill!"

"Impossible!" Anjie shook her head frantically, her face distorted, "There is no such stupid thing in this world!"

As the eldest young lady from the Gorgao family, Anjie did not have any third-level wizards in her family, but there was no shortage of second-level wizards, and there was no shortage of information on third- and fourth-level wizards.

So she dared to be 100% sure that she won 100% of the battle between her and the Balsa wizard in the spiritual space!

Because of the unprecedented weakness of the Balsa wizard, not only the body is gone, but also the spiritual body is incomplete, and only a ray of spiritual power is left to carry the final will.

Normally, they are seriously injured to this extent, and they have already died and died, and even a fourth-level wizard can't save them.

In this case, you still want to plunder the body of a first-level wizard?

impossible!

This is definitely not something that a third-level wizard can do. Even a fourth-level wizard can't do it. Only the legendary demon **** has such a possibility.

"Are you a devil?"

"No, you are not, no matter how strong you are, you are only a third-level wizard."

"Accurately speaking, it is a loser who has been wandering in the third-level realm for 10,000 years and has never been able to break through the fourth-level realm!"

An Jie no longer suppressed her killing intent, and the surging killing intent that was condensed into essence erupted from her body, sweeping through the mental space.

She stared at the wizard Balsa with cold eyes, staring at the wizard who had taught her for three years, taught her a lot of wizard knowledge, and sacrificed herself to help her condense the legendary ghost blood.

Although Balsa was her teacher, she would never show mercy.

With a wave of her hand, all the mental power in her mental space was mobilized at once, and then rushed towards the Balsa wizard frantically with her will.

Looking at the figure of the Balsa wizard who was submerged by the wave-like mental power, she snorted coldly, "If you take advantage of my mental space to be broken and my spirit is extremely weak, with your strange spiritual magic, maybe it is true. Can get it.”

"Now my spirit and the ghost blood in my body are completely in tune, and the spiritual space has been remodeled. My spiritual power is not comparable to what I used to be in terms of quantity and quality."

"You actually chose to take action in my heyday. What's even more ridiculous is that you didn't do anything on me."

"Do you still want to win in this situation?"

"What about dreaming?"

When Anjie sneered at the arrogance of the wizard Balsa, the old voice of the wizard Balsa sounded in her ear, "I don't think so."

"What?" Seeing the Balsa wizard who was still safe under her violent mental attack, Anjie took a few steps back in fear.

But after taking a few deep breaths, she quickly calmed down, "Hmph, I see how long you can hold on!"

After finishing speaking, the mental attack like a raging wave rushed towards the Barsa wizard again.

With only the last ray of spiritual power left, the Balsa wizard, under Anjie's violent spiritual offensive, is like a boat sailing in a stormy sea, and it may capsize at any time.

To Anjie's horror, the wizard Balsa was still intact!

Facing the panic-stricken Anjie, Wizard Balsa sneered: "Let me guess what you are thinking now, is it 'this is impossible', 'it's all illusion' 'he's already at the end of his life' 'as long as I stop If you work harder, you will succeed.' These?"

"It really fits the thinking of the weak."

Wizard Balsa sighed silently, "Facing a crisis, facing things that you don't understand, facing an opponent whose existing methods don't work, what he thinks is not to find the opponent's weakness and use new attack methods, but to Instinctively use the attack that he is best at, trying to pull the enemy to his own level."

"Do you find it useful?"

Wizard Balsa was very disappointed with his student, "Although I didn't have any expectations for you from the beginning, you actually acted exactly as I imagined, which makes me speechless."

The wizard Balsa didn't want to die, but he wasn't afraid of it either.

He has lived for 10,000 years, and in this long time, he has been very clear about his own limits.

Even if he succeeded in obtaining the Nether bloodline, even if he successfully captured An Jie's body and lived out his second life, his upper limit would only be a fourth-level wizard at most, and he would never be able to step into the realm of the Demon God.

So he was looking forward to it.

Looking forward to a student who can inherit his will, looking forward to a student who can surpass him, looking forward to someone who can join the ranks of the demons along the path he has opened up.

If Anjie can show his potential and personality beyond his expectations, and can kill him in this battle of killing him, he will be delighted from the bottom of his heart.

But Anjie's performance really disappointed him!

He walked towards Anjie step by step, and said as he walked, "This is the spiritual capital of the dead in the forbidden area of ​​life. Don't you think of something?"

After Anjie was stunned for a moment, her eyes suddenly lit up. She already knew why the wizard Balsa could ignore her attack!

"It's weird!"

"Your current state is the same as those weird in the spirit city of the dead, right?"

Weirdness is a strange phenomenon produced under the influence of nether energy. Different monsters have different abilities, but they have the same feature, that is - immortality!

The weirdness is immortal, it is immortal, even a fourth-level wizard can't kill the weirdness.

The wizard Balsa has been in the spirits of the dead for so many years, and he has such a deep understanding of soul and nether energy that it is normal to be able to incarnate into a monster, and to have the same undead body as a monster.

So, what to do next?

Under the expectant gaze of Wizard Balsa, Anjie didn't think of any way, her face became extremely distorted from despair.

An Jie held her head in her hands and screamed in despair, "How could this happen? It's actually weird?"

She thought that the Balsa wizard just used some kind of special spiritual magic, so she could last so long under her attack.

But no matter how powerful the witchcraft power is, there is a limit. As long as she continues to attack without interruption, when the witchcraft power is exhausted, the Balsa wizard will naturally disappear completely.

weird?

Ryan did kill a monster. At that time, she didn't know how Ryan did it, but she simply thought that Ryan was using a special witchcraft he learned from the church.

But now she already knows the reason, that's because Ryan, like the wizard Balsa, has mastered soul power!

Without her soul power, it is impossible for her to do any damage to the strange Balsa wizard!

An Jie's look of despair made Wizard Balsa shake his head. He shouted at An Jie in a tone of hatred for iron and steel, "Isn't there any way to deal with weirdness without soul power?"

The words of the wizard Balsa reminded Anjie of the time when she and Ryan had just stepped into the spirit city of the dead. At that time, Ryan, like him, knew nothing about the spirit of the dead, and had nothing to do with those weirdness.

At that time, the only way they could fight against the weirdness was to maintain a peaceful mind!

But does it really work?

The weirdness in the spirit city of the dead is just a kind of existence that is similar to natural phenomena. It has no wisdom, let alone sorcery. Balsa wizards are different from those things.

But she has no better way now.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-"

She constantly adjusted her emotions. As her anxiety, fear, despair, etc. in her mind were smoothed out, the figure of the Balsa wizard actually became unstable and seemed to collapse at any time.

Seeing this scene, she was overjoyed, "Is it really useful?"

At this time, an invisible force spread around with the Balsa wizard as the center.

This power is not the real energy of magic, vitality and spiritual power, but emotion, is will!

The will of the essence spread out from the wizard Balsa, eroding Anjie's spirit and eroding Anjie's will.

Anjie felt that the Balsa wizard walking towards her was like a huge meteorite falling from the sky and hitting her. Under the huge meteorite with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers, she was just a first-level wizard so insignificant.

The wills of Anjie and Balsa wizards are not of the same level at all!

The ten thousand years of perseverance of the Balsa wizard, the ten thousand years of ascetic practice, the ten thousand years of experience, and the ten thousand years of time have tempered his will to the incomparable tenacity.

Even those fourth-level wizards who are far more powerful than Balsa wizards, or even demon gods, are not necessarily stronger than Balsa wizards, let alone a first-level wizard in Anjie?

An Jie, who had just picked up a glimmer of hope not long ago, suddenly fell into a desperate situation again.

At this time, the wizard Balsa had come to Anjie, and the two of them stood face to face, less than half a meter apart.

After the wizard Balsa paused for a while, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Anjie's head, while Anjie stood motionless like a frog being stared at by a poisonous snake, without any resistance.

For Anjie's reaction, the disappointment flashed in the eyes of Wizard Balsa, but it was soon overshadowed by the joy of being reborn, "Angie Gorgo, your body belongs to me."

Suddenly, in the mental space that should have only been Anjie and Wizard Balsa, a third person coughed.