The wind was still howling, carrying with it a drizzle of rain.
If you look closely, you can find that neither the wind nor the rain is naturally generated, but the effect of magic.
The violent wind was blowing continuously, and the black drizzle was dripping continuously. When it dripped on people, it would corrode their bodies and forcibly suppress the magic power in their bodies.
Walking on the spacious path, tall buildings stand around and pass by in sight.
At their feet were corpses, most of them were wizards of the Emerald Hand, and there were very few dark wizards wearing the uniforms of the Dark Wizards League.
Among the people brought by the Dark Wizard Union in this raid, the weakest one was at the level of a formal wizard. On the contrary, in the Emerald City, there were still a large number of apprentices of the Emerald Hand.
In addition to being the largest pharmacist organization in the Meissen region, the Emerald Hand is also a famous wizard academy, which not only has many second- and third-class apprentices, but also many ordinary apprentices who have just come to study.
These people were naturally no match for the real wizards, and were basically slaughtered by the dark wizards.
Walking on the road paved with corpses, Athir looked down at his feet.
There, the body of a female apprentice lay quietly, naked, with tiny wounds all over her fair skin and a look of pain and distortion on her face. It was obvious that she had been tortured before her death.
This was not the worst. There were many corpses around, with large chunks of flesh and blood missing from their bodies. There were tooth marks on them, as if they had been eaten away by something.
Watching these scenes, Athir's face was calm, but he lowered his head unconsciously and no longer looked around.
Dark wizards are not good people.
Those who can be classified as dark wizards are all the most brutal and crazy wizards. For these dark wizards, killing is only the lightest crime. In many dark wizard schools, it is very common to slaughter tens of thousands of people in one go just to collect their flesh and blood. It is not surprising at all.
Compared to these innocent black wizards, the wizards that Athir had met before, although equally twisted and cruel, were much less harmful than the black wizards.
"You are pitying..."
In front, Gloria turned around and looked at Athir.
Being stared at by the other party, although he did not sense much malice in it, Athir still felt a sense of pressure, as if he was being stared at by some ferocious beast.
"Feel sorry."
His face was calm, his eyes quietly looked at the other person, and he didn't say much.
"Sorry for what?"
Gloria smiled. Her beautiful face was so enchanting that Green beside her couldn't help but take a few more glances at her.
"Having compassion in your heart means you still have a conscience, which is a good thing."
After saying this, as if sensing something, she turned around and looked forward: "We're here."
Athir raised his head and looked forward along her line of sight.
A tall palace stands in front. The whole building is the color of emerald green, emitting a faint glow under the sunlight. It is as beautiful as a palace described in fairy tales.
Looking at this, Gloria walked straight in.
The glow of the spell rang around, and the power of the Emerald Light reignited, rushing towards her, but was blocked by another terrifying force.
She waved her hand, and a force field burst out, condensing into a black palm, which slammed down at the emerald light curtain.
Wow...
The sound of broken glass rang in my ears.
Standing behind Gloria, an emerald light flashed before Athir's eyes, and the dazzling light made him close his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, the magical light surrounding him had completely disappeared. It seemed that it was all broken by Gloria's attack.
The surrounding light dimmed instantly, and in Athir's sight, the surrounding palaces seemed to be much dimmer as well.
I walked all the way to the hall in front, and in the center of the hall, there stood a huge gem.
It was a gem that was two meters high, the entire color of emerald, and as beautiful as the purest emerald gem.
This huge emerald stone is glowing, with pure light flickering on it and a strange fluctuation.
Just by being close to this emerald stone, Athir felt his whole body trembling, and the blood in his body was flowing faster and gathering towards his heart.
Walking in the hall, Athir also noticed that around the emerald gem, there were several human-shaped stone statues, and there was still a residual aura of magic on the statues.
These stone statues look very real. Each of them is wearing the costume of Jade Hand and has a pained look on their faces, as if recording the moment before death.
Through his powerful mental power, Athir felt a sense of despair on these stone statues, and his heart became solemn.
"Emerald Stone..."
Looking at the emerald gem in front of him, Glory muttered to himself, looking a little intoxicated.
As they walked forward, the expression on Athir's face became a little strange.
Because at this moment, he clearly felt that there was something on the emerald stone in front of him that was attracting him, making his soul tremble, and an impulse arose in his heart to move forward at all costs.
And Athir was very familiar with this feeling. It was very similar to the feeling of discovering the coordinates of new worlds in the past few times, but it was much stronger.
"What's this···"
An inexplicable feeling of throbbing surged in his heart. Athir looked up, the emerald brilliance reflected in his pure black eyes, and he was a little dazed.
"This is the Emerald Stone, but for us, it has a more appropriate name, the World Stone."
Gloria did not look back. Her eyes were occupied by the emerald stone. Her face flushed a little and she looked very excited. "Even in ancient times, this kind of thing was an extremely precious treasure, enough to trigger a war."
"It's a pity that too much of the power contained in this world stone has been wasted by those idiots called Emerald Hand. Otherwise, perhaps they could have built a world gate." Green's voice sounded at the side.
He looked at the emerald stone in front of him, his face full of regret.
"The World Stone itself has the function of gathering energy. As long as we give it time, it will recover sooner or later."
Athir could hardly hear the conversation between the two people.
A desire from the depths of his soul kept coming, as if a traveler who was about to die of thirst in the desert encountered a source of water. That desire occupied his body and mind, making his consciousness gradually blurred.
Urged by instinct, he slowly walked forward, then stretched out his hand to touch the emerald gem.
A warm feeling came from the palm of his hand, carrying a huge warm current, rushing deep into Athir's body.
Suddenly, Athir saw a scene.
In the dim space, driven by some force, a star slowly rises, illuminating the entire dim world.
It was as if the broken parts were restored, and Athir felt extremely fulfilled in his heart, and his will became clear again.
In the ruined hall, Gloria and Green were standing aside, watching his movements and looking towards him.
"Now that you're awake, come down."
Gloria spoke up, not seeming surprised by the situation: "You are too weak to even resist the force field emitted by the World Stone. If you stay here for too long, your mental strength will be assimilated."
"yes."
Seeing that the other party didn't notice anything, Atier felt relieved, so he lowered his head so that no one could see the expression on his face, and then walked down.
"That feeling just now…"
Thinking of the feeling just now, Atier forced himself to suppress his excitement and his face returned to calm.
But in his heart, he was checking the prompt that just flashed on the chip.
"Under the influence of an unknown force... the world's energy begins to grow..."
Looking at this improvement, Athir couldn't help but look at his own physical attributes.
"Name: Athir Fakus. Strength: 22.8. Agility: 23.5. Constitution: 22.7. Spirit: 28.7. Spiritual power purity: 27.8%. World energy: 20.7"
The familiar attribute panel appeared before his eyes, and most of the data in it had not changed.
Only in the column of boundary energy, the data displayed is more than ten times more than before.
20.7 world energy, which is equivalent to the energy that Athir needs to accumulate for twenty years to obtain, but now he gets it all at once.
Moreover, Athir had a vague feeling in his heart that in the previous moment, most of the energy absorbed from the World Stone was sucked away by something deep in his soul, and the world energy that was increasing before him was only a small part of the power.
Deep in the soul, a feeling of fulfillment came, as if some unique change was taking place.
Feeling this change, Athir closed his eyes.
A hazy feeling came from my heart, and the originally dim soul space began to change.
In the soul space, dim stars stand all around, and an eternal and unchanging breath emanates from them, carrying the great power of the world.
And all around, the original three world gates had disappeared and turned into three shining stars hanging high in the sky.
The brightness of these three stars varies, some are more powerful, some are dimmer, but without exception, they all have a unique connection with Athir, as if one can immediately enter into one as long as one has faith.
In this soul space, there are countless billions of stars, each star is a huge world, but only these three worlds with mastered coordinates are successfully lit up.
As for those dim stars, they represent worlds whose coordinates are unknown.
Standing in this dim world, Athir's faith moved. He looked at a dim star and then tried to activate his supernatural powers to see if he could travel through it.
A feeling of weakness came from deep in his heart, and on that star, a powerful repulsive force came, instantly expelling his soul.
Frowning slightly and feeling the feeling just now, Athir was not disappointed, but chose the next target.
This time, he did not choose those powerful stars, but deliberately picked a very small star.
Judging from the size alone, among the three worlds that Athir has connected to, even the weakest strange world is dozens of times larger than this star.
As his mind moved, Athir's soul emitted pure light and headed towards the selected star.
The familiar feeling of rejection came, but this time it was far less strong than the previous one, and there was still a little room.
Athir felt it and found that he could enter this star with his supernatural power, but judging from the consumption he felt, the energy consumed was dozens of times more than entering the strange world. Even with Athir's current wealth, he could not enter.
"Is this the difference between having coordinates and not having coordinates?"
After trying several times, an epiphany arose in Athir's mind.
Judging from what has happened so far, Athir's supernatural powers can probably be enhanced.
As supernatural powers continue to grow, even if you don't have the exact world coordinates, you can still enter other worlds, but the consumption will be much greater.
As for the current method of increasing superpowers, it seems that the only way is to start with the World Stone.
At the moment of contact, through the supernatural powers in his body, Athir clearly felt the enormous power contained in the World Stone. The power he had just absorbed was probably less than one percent of that of the World Stone.
If he could swallow the World Stone intact, I'm afraid that the supernatural powers in Athir's body would grow to a terrifying level.
"pity."
He silently opened his eyes and turned to look at the emerald stone behind him. Athir's eyes were filled with regret: "After all, this World Stone belongs to someone else. Judging from the importance the other party has shown towards this World Stone, he will never allow anyone else to get his hands on it, let alone allow the power of the World Stone to be stolen."
"If you want to gain the power from it, you can only find a way slowly."
Walking on the road and looking at Gloria in front of him, this thought flashed through Atier's mind.
Walking along the barren land, the surrounding white stone slabs were covered with blood and corpses.
Flames burned all around, accompanied by screams and cries.
It was a long time before Gloria led her people away near dusk.
All that was left was a pool of blood and a large area of building wreckage.
A few days later, the news that the Emerald Hand had been breached spread completely, causing an uproar in the entire Meissen area.
As the strongest pharmacist organization in the entire Maison region, the Emerald Hand is powerful enough to rank among the top, and the dean of the Emerald Hand, Crullard, is one of the top strong men on the continent.
Such a powerful force was destroyed. Not only was the inherited witch formation broken, but the dean himself was killed in battle. The foundation accumulated over the years was almost wiped out, which naturally attracted the attention of all forces.
As the culprit behind the attack on the Emerald City, the Dark Wizard Alliance instantly became famous, shocking everyone, and was even regarded as a public enemy by many forces.
But all this has nothing to do with Athir for the time being.
At this moment, he was standing in front of a tall tower, looking at Gloria in front of him with respect.
"I heard from Green and Anthony that your potion refining rate is very high?"
Standing on the high tower, Gloria asked Athir casually without revealing a trace of her aura.
Sorry, this is the only update today
(end of this chapter)