in front of a bonfire, Thor's figure quickly shuttled back and forth, trying to run towards Athir.
The only thought in his mind at this moment was to run to Athir and take Yana and her daughter away from this place as soon as possible.
As for staying to fight these monsters, he had never even thought about it.
There were simply too many black-clad monsters in front of him. Not only were there hundreds of them, but each one was extremely powerful, and was simply no match for a flesh-and-blood body like his.
If he were to stay and fight, he would be of no use at all, and Athir would have to fight here alone.
But facing hundreds of black monsters alone, even though Thor had strong confidence in Athir, he still believed that Athir could win.
"not good!!"
Halfway through the journey, this thought suddenly came to Thor's mind.
In front of him, the figure of a monster in black quietly emerged. At this moment, a faint black aura was dissipating from its body. A pair of scarlet eyes stared at Thor quietly with extreme deathly silence and indifference.
Looking at Thor in front of him, the black monster gently raised its arm, and a huge black claw grabbed forward directly, bringing with it a biting cold wind.
boom!!
A horrible crash suddenly sounded, and before Thor could react, the black monster in front of him disappeared instantly, and was knocked away and crashed to the ground.
And at the position where the other party had stood before, Athir's figure appeared, and he turned slightly and looked at Thor in front of him.
"Get up."
He looked at Thor, said something casually, and then disappeared from the spot again.
In the dark night, a fire suddenly lit up.
Standing in the center of the venue, Athir waved his hand, and the spiritual power in his spiritual sea instantly burned as if it were real, and a spell was released.
Several fireballs appeared at the spot in an instant, and under Athir's control, they quickly crashed into several black monsters nearby, making a series of noises.
bump!!
Several explosions sounded in succession, and then the bodies of several black-clothed monsters were torn into pieces and turned into faint black gas that dissipated around.
The powerful explosion attracted other black monsters in the surrounding area, and also made Thor and a few other people who survived by chance a little dazed.
"this···"
Looking at the several black monsters in the distance that were easily dealt with by Athir, Thor was stunned for a moment, and a strong sense of contrast arose in his heart.
Through the blood connection, he could easily feel the power of these black monsters. If each of them was left outside, it would be able to destroy a small town without any problem. But now, Athir easily took care of several of them, and it looked easier than killing a chicken.
The contrast made him cover his eyes and even slow down his pace a little.
"His strength is probably equivalent to that of a top third-class apprentice."
In the center of the venue, Athir didn't think too much about what the people around him were thinking.
The black monsters formed by these curses are indeed very powerful, but it depends on who they are compared with.
To ordinary mortals, these black monsters are invincible, but to Athir, who is now almost about to be promoted to a second-level wizard, they are just that.
The power of a mere third-class apprentice is not enough to defeat a peak-level wizard, let alone an ordinary wizard in the transformation period. They are not on the same level at all.
"It's rare to have so many test subjects, so let's try that one."
Standing in place, probably after testing the strength of the black-clothed monsters around him, looking at the hundreds of black-clothed monsters surrounding him, this thought flashed through Athir's mind.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of dull footsteps sounded simultaneously, sounding extremely orderly.
Under Athir's gaze, the black-clad monsters around him began to slowly move forward, and the dull footsteps gave people a strong sense of oppression.
But before they could get completely close, the next moment, a terrifying bloodline majesty rose from the center.
The faint and thin moonlight enveloped the surroundings. In the darkness, Athir was covered in a layer of silver, and then his appearance began to change.
As if some seal had been broken, his eyes quickly turned silver, and his pure black hair quickly turned light silver. A spiritual glow enveloped him, making Athir look extremely sacred, as if he was the natural son of the moon, with flawless and extremely delicate features.
A calm and peaceful atmosphere spread from the spot, bringing with it a mysterious power that quickly soothed the hearts of the people around. The fear, despair and other emotions that had originally shrouded their hearts slowly melted away, and they quickly regained their composure.
This change continued until the end, and a terrifying bloodline majesty suddenly erupted, causing the people around who could sense it to change color instantly.
It's okay for those natives who managed to survive. As ordinary people, their blood and natural mental strength are very low, and they can't feel this majesty at all.
But it was different for those Crassus people who inherited the blood of ancient wizards. Their faces changed instantly, and they felt as if something was pressing heavily on their hearts. Even their movements became a little unnatural.
For this feeling, the thicker the blood and the stronger the mental power, the more uncomfortable it felt. For example, Thor, at this time, had cold sweat on his forehead, and the blood in his body was boiling uncontrollably, making him feel that the blood in his body was trembling.
This is the majesty of the ancient moon elves. Even if no one is intentionally targeting someone, the instinctive dissipation of his aura is enough to intimidate countless people.
The terrifying majesty continued to dissipate, and in the dim sky, tiny dots of starlight began to burst forth.
It was like a galaxy shattered, and endless silver moonlight illuminated the sky, making the dark night extremely clear. The power contained in it enveloped the earth for hundreds of meters around.
The light was soft but powerful, containing the power of the moon elves, which was now fully unleashed by Athir.
Just like light shining on shadows, all around, shrouded in this beautiful moonlight, the bodies of hundreds of black monsters began to slowly melt away, their flesh and blood melted in the moonlight, turning into bursts of black gas that dissipated.
When the hundreds of black monsters around completely disappeared, the moonlight shining around also slowly dissipated, leaving only the figure in the center of the venue.
As all these results occurred, Thor felt that the terrifying pressure disappeared, and his trembling blood began to calm down.
Standing there, he calmed himself down and then looked forward.
In the center of the venue, as hundreds of black monsters around him disappeared, Athir returned to his previous appearance.
The silver light in her eyes dimmed, and her long light silver hair also began to fade and turned black again. The spiritual glow that originally filled her body was also covered up. Although her exquisite appearance still looked excellent, it no longer had the stunning feeling it had before.
"As expected of the bloodline of the Moon Elf, it has not yet fully grown, but the power it can exert is already so terrifying."
Using the Emerald Seal to suppress the Moon Elf blood in his body again, feeling the power just now, Athir couldn't help but marvel.
Just now, he did not use his full strength, but merely launched an attack based on his body's instinct, which destroyed all the hundreds of black-clothed monsters around him whose strength was comparable to that of a third-class apprentice.
Just the power brought by this bloodline, if converted to the level of wizards, I am afraid that most wizards in the transformation period would not be the opponent.
Moreover, this power comes entirely from blood and does not require the consumption of mental energy like spells. It is as natural as breathing and is completely an instinct of the body. It does not require much effort.
"Lord Athir, are you okay?"
In the distance, Thor's voice came from afar.
On the side, Thor quickly ran to Athir from a distance. Looking at Athir who had returned to his normal form, Thor felt a sense of unreality in his heart.
He still remembers the time when he first met Athir. At that time, due to some accidents, Athir also fought head-on with a black monster.
At that time, although Athir's performance was easy, he was not as capable as he is now in destroying hundreds of black monsters so easily.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel complicated.
"Let's go."
Standing in front of Thor and looking at his appearance, Athir didn't think too much. He just looked at Thor in front of him and said, "Yana is still waiting for you to pick her up."
At this time, looking at Thor, some survivors around began to slowly gather around, but there was some awe in their eyes when they looked at Athir.
Atier didn't want to pay any attention to these survivors, but considering that they were descendants of ancient wizards and there might be some things passed down from ancient times in their tribe, he chatted with them for a few words.
After a while, after Thor brought Yana and her daughter back, Athir, led by several Crassus people, walked into a spacious house.
"This is where Elder Michaeldo lived before. Inside are some things that our Crassus clan has preserved."
As he walked to the front of the house, an old voice sounded in Athir's ears.
"Is it okay for me to go in like this?" Looking at the spacious house, Athir nodded, then asked the old man in front of him.
"It doesn't matter."
Listening to Athir's words, the old man in a leather robe in front of him smiled bitterly: "You are a friend recognized by Lord Thor, so you are qualified to enter here."
"Besides, you just saved us all."
At this point, he paused and couldn't help but remind him, "But there aren't many things here. When the disaster struck, many things were destroyed. Only a small part of them could be moved out in time. There may not be what you want in there."
"It doesn't matter."
Athir shook his head, then looked at the wooden house in front of him and walked forward.
Behind him, watching him walk in, the old man in the leather robe sighed, then turned and walked away.
Walking into the wooden house, a spacious hall appears before your eyes.
Standing there, Athir looked around.
There were many things placed around the hall, including various bone fragments, some broken weapons, and even a few bottles of potions containing some inexplicable things.
The surrounding scene looked messy, with all kinds of things placed everywhere, and no one knew what they were used for.
Looking at the things placed around him, Athir patiently checked them one by one.
Most of the things here are useless, but there are some valuable things, such as books that basically record some experiments, and a book introducing witchcraft formations.
Athir flipped through these books. The knowledge inside seemed a bit simple, and the books did not look too old. They should not have been left by the original ancient wizards, but by later wizards.
Presumably, before the wizard's heritage was lost, there must have been wizards in Crassus's clan, but the desert environment was too barren, and without sufficient resource support, they could not reach a higher level, so they slowly disappeared.
As for these messy things in front of him, Athir guessed that Michael had brought them for research before, but it seemed that he didn't find out much.
After collecting the few valuable books around him, Athir continued to move forward.
Leaving the hall, there is only one room inside.
After calming himself down, Atier walked forward, opened the door of the room, and walked in.
There were few things in the room. Apart from a wooden bed, some furniture, and a few black wooden boxes, there were only a few left.
Atier walked forward and took a look. There was a purple mark engraved on each of these black wooden boxes.
It was a purple rose, and on the rose there was a strange mark that looked like some kind of secret code.
Athir was not unfamiliar with this mark. After following Thor to this village, he could often see the family emblem of the Crassus clan.
These wooden boxes in front of us should have been left behind by the ancestors of the Crassus clan.
Athir checked and found traces of some kind of witchcraft formation in these boxes. The structure was very complicated, which made Athir feel a little tricky.
"The chip records the witch formation and analyzes the method to crack it."
After roughly testing the magic array above, Athir frowned at first, and then gave orders to the chip in his mind.
"Task established... Estimated completion time: half an hour..." The next moment, the mechanical voice of the chip in my mind rang.
Hearing the sound of the chip, Athir didn't react. He just turned around and looked around, ready to take advantage of this time to see if anything else had been missed.
Half an hour passed in a flash.
When the chip input the analysis results into his mind, Adi frowned immediately.
According to the analysis results of the chip, the witch arrays attached to these black boxes are extremely complex. When they were first made, they were blocked by someone with powerful force, and were directly made into a special magical item together with the wooden boxes.
According to Athir's speculation, the wizard who made these black boxes was probably at least a second-level wizard. Some of the methods inside them were incomprehensible even with his current knowledge, let alone deciphered.
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