Wizard novelaso

Chapter 252 Fragments

In the dark night, in a small village, a bonfire was burning.

In another quiet corner, Yana followed Michael in front of her and walked to the foot of a tall tower.

"This feeling…"

Walking to the foot of the tower, an inexplicable palpitation emerged in Yana's heart, and she was stunned: "It's the power of the altar."

"Congratulations, you got it right."

Michael raised his head and looked at the tower in front of him: "A few years ago, a disaster broke out. The altar that we have guarded for generations was destroyed, and the curse sealed in it was released, causing our people to die one after another."

"At that time, I secretly took a piece of the sacred stone from the broken altar and placed it on the tall building in front to set up the altar to bless the entire village."

"However, the power of the curse is too terrible. If we only set up the barrier, we will die sooner or later when the power of the divine stone is exhausted."

Standing in front of Yana, Michael said coldly: "In order to change this situation, I consulted almost all ancient books and finally found a way."

Having said this, he turned around and faced Yana.

When Yana saw Michael's face, she was startled.

At this moment, the other person's face looked very pale, and his originally turbid eyes became lifeless, with a little scarlet light faintly visible in them. It was obvious that he did not look like a normal person.

"you···"

The moment she saw the other person's appearance, Yana's face instantly became filled with fear. Deep in her heart, it seemed that some terrible memories were instantly awakened and re-occupied her mind.

Driven by fear, she subconsciously wanted to escape from the other person, but she couldn't move her body at all.

Her body was controlled by some force and she was completely unable to move. Even now, she couldn't even open her mouth to speak.

"This method is to find a tribe member with strong enough bloodline as a medium, graft all the curses on us to him, and then use the fragments of the sacred stone to make an altar to seal the medium used to graft the curse."

Walking in front of Yana, Michael was wearing a thin black robe and had a pale face that looked a little hideous. The scarlet light in his eyes could no longer be concealed, which made people feel terrified.

"I originally thought that Thor was the most suitable candidate, but when I saw the child in your arms, I knew that she is the most suitable candidate!!" A low roar resounded throughout the place.

As he spoke, a faint black aura rose from his body, floating away from his body bit by bit, gathering together as if he was wearing another thick black robe.

However, he seemed not to see it all. He walked forward with stiff steps, and slowly stretched out his trembling right hand to grab Solana in Yana's arms.

"No!!"

After understanding the other party's purpose and looking at the other party's pale and trembling hand, Yana no longer cared about her fear and shouted in her heart.

However, her strength was too weak. No matter how hard she tried, she could not break through the layer of protection covering her body. She could only look at the other party's outstretched hand in vain, and her heart became more and more desperate.

bump!!

The crisp sound echoed in the place, as if it hit glass.

In front of Yana, a faint twisted barrier emerged, a moonlit barrier that blocked the outstretched arm.

Before Michael could react, a powerful force field came from the front of him, knocking him away from his position and hitting him hard against a stone tablet, making a loud noise.

boom!!

A dull sound rang out quickly, and in the distance, the tall stone tablet was broken by Michael, and the complete stone tablet broke into several pieces and flew out directly.

Only then did Yana realize that a figure had been standing beside her without her noticing.

He was a handsome young man wearing a white robe and had black hair. He had a scimitar on his waist. Just standing there quietly, he exuded a calming aura.

The young man stood quietly beside Yana. His eyes had turned silver at some point, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body, resonating with the surrounding energy particles to form tiny rays of light that seemed real.

"Who are you···"

He struggled to get up from the ground and looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in the distance. A hint of confusion flashed in Michael's dead red eyes, as if he had not yet recovered from the previous blow.

"Is the curse slowly affecting me, and eventually causing me to become a completely different person?"

Looking at the other person's appearance at this moment, Atier sighed.

"What curse? I clearly..."

Michael stood up from the ground stiffly, and was suddenly stunned.

Before his eyes, a mirror made of moonlight appeared, clearly reflecting his current appearance.

"Yes, I already..."

A flash of enlightenment suddenly passed through his mind, and then the will that was still able to be maintained disappeared in an instant.

Under Athir's gaze, the other person's appearance began to change.

Violent black gas began to gush out, covering the entire body, as if he was wearing a layer of black clothes. His head emitted a scarlet light, and even his originally pale arms turned into a pair of sharp claws. He looked no different from the man in black that Athir had seen before.

From his original human form to this appearance, his sanity seemed to have completely disappeared. He let out a low roar and rushed towards Athir.

A faint force field began to emerge, first contracting, then condensing and exploding.

In an instant, a big hole appeared on the chest of the man in black. His whole body seemed to have been hit hard by something. It was compressed and collided in an instant, and he fell heavily to the ground.

roar!!

The violent growl continued, like a wounded beast, which was frightening.

A shadow quickly rushed up from the spot, bringing with it a fierce gust of wind and a layer of faint black air, pressing towards Athir.

Standing there, feeling this scene, Atier was not moved, but just sighed softly.

Faint moonlight burst out from his body, and violent energy particles condensed into pure light on his body, eventually turning into countless moonlight blades that exploded wildly here.

In an instant, the cold moonlight pushed outwards and shone on the man in black in front of him, slowing down his movements. His entire body began to explode continuously, making bursts of loud explosions.

Amid the explosion, his body began to scatter, and after shattering, it turned into a black gas and dissipated directly without leaving any trace.

"Since he has already died, he should have died cleanly."

Watching the scene in front of him silently with some disdain, Athir then turned around and looked at Yana beside him.

At the moment Michael died, the suppression on Yana was automatically released and she regained her ability to move.

She looked at the scene in front of her, somewhat shocked and confused, as if she still couldn't figure out what was going on: "Lord Athir, this is..."

"A group of dead people are wandering on their deathbeds." Athir's calm voice sounded in his ears.

He turned around and looked in the direction of the bonfire in the distance: "I'm afraid that most of the people in this village are already dead. They were quietly possessed by the curse and suppressed by the barrier here, which allowed these people to maintain their appearance before they were alive."

In fact, there was a problem with the village's defense.

Including Michael in front of him, the descendants of these ancient wizards obviously overestimated the power of the village barrier and underestimated the horror of the curse.

The heritage of these ancient survivors had long been lost, and the barrier set up before him was full of mistakes even in Athir's eyes, and it was impossible to completely block the curse.

It was only because the outbreak of the curse was too covert that these survivors mistakenly believed that the curse had disappeared. After letting down their guard, they were slowly penetrated by the curse.

Judging from Michael's current situation, he has probably been dead for a long time, but under the influence of the curse, he still retains his appearance before death and even thinks he is still alive.

Thinking of this, Athir silently raised his head and looked at the black wooden tower in front of him.

In the wooden tower, a faint wave emanated from it, spreading out all the time, forming a barrier surrounding the entire village.

Looking at the wooden tower in front of him, Atier walked forward silently and pushed open the wooden door in front of him.

Inside the wooden door is a small area with a staircase leading up.

Walking in here, Athir looked around.

It looked like no one had been here for a long time. The things placed around were old, and there was dust everywhere in the corners. It seemed like no one had cleaned the place for a long time.

After looking around for a while and seeing nothing, Athir continued to move forward.

Behind him, watching Athir's movements and holding the child in her arms, Yana hesitated for a while, and finally chose to move forward and follow Athir's footsteps.

The stairs in the wooden tower were not very long. With Athir's speed, it didn't take long for him to reach the end and the top floor.

This is a small room. In the room, there are several exquisitely crafted mirrors, which reflect purple light.

In the center of the room is a small altar. On the altar is a fist-sized purple crystal. From a distance, it looks like a crystal stone, sparkling with purple luster.

On this purple crystal, a faint purple light slowly emanates, containing several different powers.

Standing next to this purple crystal, a feeling of palpitations suddenly rose in Athir's heart, and he could easily feel it.

This feeling was similar to the last time he encountered the World Stone, but it was much milder, which allowed Athir to control it, and even his face looked calm.

"It is indeed the World Stone, but there are too many other things in it."

Standing quietly in front of the altar, carefully feeling the power contained in this purple crystal, Athir couldn't help but frown.

Under the gaze of Athir Moon Elf's eyes, in addition to the power of the World Stone, there are two other powers intertwining in the fragments of the World Stone in front of him.

One of the forces was purple, and the aura of power it exuded was somewhat similar to that of Thor. It should have been left behind by the ancient wizard who suppressed the curse.

As for the other force, it was black and faintly condensed into the shape of a black snake. The power contained in it made Athir feel a little frightened at this time. Under its influence, all kinds of impetuous emotions emerged in his mind.

There is no doubt that this power is related to the curse, and it is even possible that it was infected from the main body of the curse.

"Even the main body of the World Stone used to suppress the curse has been infected by the curse. It would be strange if this barrier could block the curse."

Feeling the scene in front of him, Atier shook his head, then walked forward in the surprised eyes of Yana beside him, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the purple crystal.

When the arm touched the crystal, a purple light instantly burst out from the purple crystal, illuminating the surrounding small space.

This was the altar's protective measure, which involved the use of some crude magic arrays. Anyone who wanted to take away the fragment of the World Stone would immediately be resisted by the power of the fragments mobilized by the magic array.

However, these magic arrays are too crude. Not to mention fighting against Athir, even a formal wizard would not be able to stop them.

Athir just exerted a little force, and the force field on his body exploded randomly, completely destroying the nodes of the witch array on the altar, and then took away the fragment directly.

"An unknown force has been detected...the world energy is beginning to grow..." At this moment, the mechanical voice of the chip in my mind sounded again.

Under Athir's gaze, the boundary energy in his body was growing rapidly, and only slowly stopped after several minutes.

In just such a short period of time, the boundary energy in his body quickly increased from tens to hundreds, and it was still slowly growing.

When the growth rate began to slow down, Athir stood in place and looked at his physical data.

"Name: Athir Fakus. Strength: 35.7. Agility: 37.3. Constitution: 38.1. Spirit: 50.7. Spiritual power purity: 91.9%. Realm energy: 317.8. Bloodline: Pure-blooded Moon Elf (young)."

"Just a fragment of this World Stone has increased my world energy by more than ten times."

Standing there, looking at the column of world energy, Athir was a little surprised and a little regretful: "These are fragments after several years of consumption. If this altar had not been set up, I'm afraid the world energy contained in it would be even more terrifying."

Looking at the fragments in his hand, he said with some regret.

After Athir absorbed all the power of the World Stone fragments, the purple crystal became much dimmer and its color began to change, from the original beautiful lavender to a dull black purple.

On the surface of the crystal, the pattern of a black snake slowly formed, allowing people to see it clearly.

Holding the black and purple crystal in his hand, Athir also felt a burning sensation coming from the palm of his hand, as if something was leaking from the crystal and penetrating into his body.

"Since you're already inside, why bother coming out again?"

Feeling the abnormality of the crystal, Athir sneered on his face and directly mobilized the power of the moon elves contained in his body and input it into the crystal.

(End of this chapter)