It covers an area of more than 10,000 miles, and there are many creatures with ancient bloodlines in it. Even a third-level peak wizard cannot be absolutely sure of crossing it.
Six wizards in black robes shuttled among them, and the dense thorns scratched their black robes without leaving any traces.
"Sir Wendel, according to the detection of witchcraft, this is the place."
A young wizard with a crystal ball in his hand stopped and looked at the silent front with vigilant eyes.
"Very good, Augustus, go and take a look!"
Wendel ordered to Yuesheng beside him, a different look flashed in his and the other four wizards' eyes.
Not long after, they had surrounded Yuesheng inside, and secret witchcraft marks were generated under their feet.
"Is this the cemetery you chose for yourselves? It's a very nice place."
As Yuesheng spoke, he turned his neck and made a clicking sound.
"It seems that you have discovered it a long time ago, but you still dare to step into the trap after knowing it. I don't know whether you are arrogant or stupid."
With a trace of sarcasm in Wendel's eyes, a short and delicate cane appeared in his hand, and then he gently touched it in the air, and a ripple like a stone thrown into a pool swayed toward Yuesheng.
Level 3 witchcraft—Condensation of Omelas.
Although he looked down on Yuesheng, when facing a third-level peak wizard, even Wendel directly used his most powerful confinement witchcraft, the witchcraft from ancient creatures like Omelas.
At the same time, the other five second-level wizards also used the confinement witchcraft they had prepared long ago to freeze Yuesheng in place.
Yuesheng felt a strong force pinching him, and even the air around him seemed to freeze.
Of course, this power is only for other people, for him it only takes a light force.
Click!
Just like this, he broke away easily.
The confident and sarcastic look on Wendel's face suddenly froze, just like the air around Yuesheng froze, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"It's not arrogance or stupidity, I just think it's easier and easier to solve the problem this way."
Yuesheng raised his head slightly, and his terrifying gaze was activated naturally. The five Wendels suddenly felt their bodies stiffen, and the overwhelming emotion of terror rose from their hearts, and their innate witchcraft runes cracked open.
Bang!
Five corpses fell to the ground together.
Yuesheng shook his head slightly, casually picked up the space bags and enchanted items on several people, turned around and left.
"Um?"
Suddenly, he stopped and glanced at the bodies of the five Wendels. He found that although their bodies were not shriveled, most of the blood in their bodies was missing.
"The soul has also disappeared. It's interesting that he can steal food under the nose of Uncle Yuesheng."
Yuesheng looked around, releasing his mental power, looking for any abnormalities, but found nothing.
"In that case..."
boom!
Yuesheng's body suddenly expanded and turned into an earth-devouring demon bear that was over 10,000 meters tall. The trees around him were crushed to pieces by his huge body.
He stepped lightly, and war trampling started naturally. Like a major earthquake exceeding magnitude eight, the entire elm forest began to shake, and the ground sank dozens of meters directly.
At the same time, a large pit thousands of meters deep appeared not far from him, and a mysterious dark red altar made of unknown materials appeared in his eyes.
"This is!?"
Seeing this altar, Yuesheng was shocked, and then gradually opened his mouth, "That's it."
He looked around and found that he didn't feel the breath of other creatures, so he directly used his hand to cut a several-meter-long gash on his shoulder, allowing his blood and breath to flow toward the altar.
Then he stamped his feet again, and the power surged to the ground, letting the soil bury the altar.
Samsarazi had said before that there was another world ready to come to the wizarding world, but he didn't expect that he would find clues so quickly.
If Yuesheng guessed correctly, this altar was most likely built by someone to open up the wizarding world.
"In this way, as long as my blood and breath are used as a guide, Samsara and the others will be able to hitchhike directly when the time comes, saving me a lot of effort."
Yuesheng nodded with satisfaction, turned back into a human body, stopped running around, and dug a hole on the spot to bury himself to protect the altar and wait for the altar to open.
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Three days later.
"It's been three days, and there's been no news from Wendel. I need to go see it in person, and the northern battlefield of the Secret Arts Association will be presided over by you." Sheskey glanced at Ladd and the other vice-presidents.
"Yes, Dean."
Although Ladd was confused, he didn't show it.
According to his opinion, under Wendel's planning, Augustus must be in bad luck this time.
Although he was a little regretful that he lacked a good chess piece to fight against Wendel, it was just a pity and it was not worth investing more resources in Augustus.
But I didn't expect that three days after the mission started, Wendel still didn't have any news.
"Maybe things have turned around." He thought to himself.
"Remember, increase the number of troops put into the battlefield, and put in the batch of inferior products we recently produced. Don't let the people from the Secret Art Association find out that I have left."
Before leaving, Wendel reminded him again.
Although some people in the Black Snake Society and the Secret Art Association have vaguely noticed that something is wrong, the Black Snake Society and the Secret Art Association are now firing with real fire, and many of their affiliated small and medium-sized forces have been destroyed.
In addition to the territories directly under the three thrones, the war has spread to almost half of the Central Continent. Even the other six large wizarding forces on the same level as the Black Snake Association and the Mystic Association were gradually introduced, but they did not invest in the Morning Star fighting force.
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Elm forest.
Seeing the sunken ground covering most of the forest in front of him, Sheskey's pupils shrank and shrank, and he couldn't help being shocked.
Even for a veteran Morning Star Warlock like him, I am afraid that a full blow can only reach this level. You must know that he is a warlock, and his destructive power is definitely the top among wizards of the same level.
"This aura of power is not any of the Morning Star Wizards I am familiar with. Who is it? Is it the hidden power of the Secret Art Association?"
Sheskey had almost no hope as to whether Wendel was still alive. Facing such a veteran Morning Star wizard, even as a Morning Star seed, he could not escape.
"No, we must tell the president this news as soon as possible!"
Sheskey immediately turned around and left without further investigation. He was worried that the Morning Star wizard had not left yet and was ambushing him in the forest.
Although he vaguely sensed from the remaining aura that the Morning Star wizard might be a warlock like him, this was more likely to be a conspiracy of the Occult Association.
Because all the warlocks in the Central Continent, the Black Snake Society, have records, it is impossible for a Morning Star Witchcraft to appear out of thin air. This is most likely a bait that the Occult Society wants to lure him in to investigate.
After he left, a figure gradually appeared in the sky. It was Saido, one of the right-hand men of the Sky Throne.
Sedo, who was wearing a white robe, looked at Sheskey leaving with no expression on his face.
"It seems that this warlock with the blood of the earth-devouring demon bear is not a member of the Black Snake Society."
As early as a day ago, Saido arrived and explored the entire Elm Forest. However, he did not find anything with the remaining power of Yuesheng. Even the tracking witchcraft did not work, and he did not find anything deep.
Yuesheng who is buried underground and cultivates through the power of blood.