The wizard raised his right hand slightly, a starlight swept across, and the golden holy light disappeared from the wound.
Countless shadows turned into threads, and the wounds were quickly sutured. No damage could be seen anymore, and the shadow wizard looked much better.
"Father, who are you actually coming to make trouble in our wizard tower?"
The wizard shrouded in starlight narrowed his eyes, "They are outsiders. Their purpose is not clear, but these outsiders really deserve to die."
With endless killing intent flashing in his eyes, the mysterious wizard sat on his throne, wondering what he was thinking.
At this time, Zhuang Wuming was sitting under the Felton Hotel, devouring the last of his food and recovering from the injuries on his body. The skin all over his body was scorched black, and the burns almost reached 70%.
This is because of his strong physical fitness. If he were an ordinary person, he would probably be dead.
Time passed slowly, and he almost didn't go out during this time.
At most, one or two monsters can be hunted to make food, which can be used by the gluttony spirit to transform into life energy.
On the third day, Zhuang Wuming returned to the main world in darkness.
Looking at the dim sky, Zhuang Wuming took a deep breath and said, "I finally came back alive."
The dream world is a dangerous place. The stronger you are, the more you can understand the dangers of the dream world.
This kind of danger goes beyond the limits of ordinary people's understanding and is a truly Shura-like place of terror.
"I hope I can survive until I can control my own destiny."
"Let's start checking the harvest this time. Going back this time should be enough for me to truly have the power to protect myself."
Scanning the attribute board, he found that he had accumulated approximately 3,500 attribute points this time.
Among them, killing Warwick contributes 3000 points, and the rest is accumulated from killing some ordinary monsters.
"3500 evolution points doesn't do much to improve attributes."
"Fortunately, I have just acquired two skills, so I can upgrade them to the proficiency level."
Taking out Sword Qi Storm and Iron Will, Zhuang Wuming made a decision.
Using Iron Will, a black iron-colored light rose up and enveloped Zhuang Wuming, and his will was instantly pulled into a battlefield.
This is a huge battle formation. He transforms into a knight and leads his team to fight the enemy.
The battlefield is a meat grinder, and people die every moment.
As time passed by the battle, the knight felt more and more tired, and the continuous battle prevented him from relaxing.
The only result of relaxation is death. He can only strengthen his will and continue to fight against the enemy.
This is a never-ending battle that will last forever.
I don't know how much time passed, but finally the knight penetrated the entire battlefield in constant battle, and an endless land appeared in front of him.
In a daze, Zhuang Wuming seemed to hear a gentle voice.
"Is it finally over?"
Inexplicably, Zhuang Wuming felt that this knight knight was tired.
He woke up from this cold light, and there seemed to be something more in his consciousness.
It cannot be explained or understood, it is just a feeling and has no entity, but as long as the thought is moved, it seems to be able to exert its power.
"Iron will? A will that doesn't stop even after fighting through the battlefield. It is indeed an iron will."
His eyes fell on the Sword Storm skill card, and Zhuang Wuming chose to use it.
Little milky white light spots rushed into his body and turned into countless threads that gathered in his heart.
Then they turned into a rune like a long sword, which floated quietly in the heart.
Strands of milky white silk threads run through the body along the blood vessels with it as the core.
At this moment, Zhuang Wuming felt that his whole body was connected as a whole by a thread.
Instinctively, he felt that these threads could extract his physical strength and turn it into violent sword energy.
After transformation, it will become a sword energy that can damage matter and energy.
"Does it feel very similar to the sword spirit of Bai Hezi Sword Immortal?"
After becoming slightly familiar with the two skills, Zhuang Wuming invested all his evolution points in the two skills, pushing them to the mastery level.
Iron Will (Mastery: Any will weakening reduces the effect by 15%)
Once the two skills are upgraded to proficiency, they can be immediately applied in actual combat.
"After the skill improvement is completed, I will go find Holmes and complete my final goal in England, and then I can go back."
"The matter regarding Tianshi's whisk must be resolved as soon as possible."
"I'm looking forward to "Jiyin Zhenti", a Taoist inheritance."
With anticipation in his eyes, Zhuang Wuming stepped into the shadows and disappeared into the room.
This time he appeared directly in front of the door of Holmes' bedroom.
"Dong dong dong"
There was a knock on the door, and a tired voice came from inside.
"Come in."
Pushing the door open, Zhuang Wuming saw Holmes. His face was slightly pale, and his hair had a hint of gray, as if he had aged ten years out of thin air.
Seeing his appearance, Zhuang Wuming raised his eyebrows and said, "You look like you are seriously injured."
Holmes shook his head, "This trip is inherently an adventure, and of course there is a price to pay."
"When I was escaping from the tower, I was severely beaten by the master of the tower, the great wizard Symensted."
"I almost died. I used a trick to save my life and spent ten years of my life in exchange."
After hearing this, Zhuang Wuming took a breath of cold air and spent ten years of his life in an instant to barely survive. This tower wizard Symensid was really terrifying.
Holmes looked at Zhuang Wuming and said, "I have prepared the things. Come with me."
Zhuang Wuming said nothing and followed Holmes to the underground hall.
There is a huge auction house, and Holmes may have other identities.
When they came to the basement, it had been cleaned up and turned into a strange place.
"Is this a church?"
Zhuang Wuming looked at the rows of church seats, the podium in front, and the inverted cross hanging on the wall.
"Yes, the blasphemy must blaspheme the majesty of God, so a ceremony to sacrifice Satan must be held in the church."
The unknown layman Zhuang didn't understand how this sacrilegious ceremony was performed, so he could only listen to Holmes' explanation.
"Give me your elite original blood of the Vampire Viscount."
Zhuang Wuming nodded and took out a wooden box from the space bag, which contained seven bottles of original blood.
Holmes looked at it, took out three bottles of raw blood from his body, and put them into the wooden box.
After a few steps, we came to the church's altar, where there was a bone altar.
The bones of this altar are all made of human bones.
After careful grafting, an altar with a strange shape and many grooves was formed.
I saw him taking out bottles of blood from the wooden box and dripping the original blood into a human skull on the top of the altar.