Chapter 323 You are simply disgracing the name of a magician!
The wand in Lu Wenwu's hand pointed at Ild's brain.
A fiery red glow rose, and the terrifying temperature almost roasted the person and steamed him to death.
"If you don't come out, I'm going to go in, okay?"
As soon as Lu Wenwu finished speaking, black energy began to surge from Yilder's body.
A faint smell of blood came, and rolling black clouds swirled and gathered in front of him, revealing a black and red figure.
But Ild suddenly fell to the ground, his skin visibly aged, his thick black hair gradually turned mottled and gray, and his life force declined again.
"What on earth are you?"
The blood demon with black and red colors intertwined stretched out his hand, and the staff that had fallen to the ground was already in his hand.
"You can't be human. Even dragonborn or beings with Titan blood can't possess such a horrible body as yours."
"There is no doubt that I am human."
Lu Wenwu smiled and opened the Eye of True Vision.
[Soul of Blood Demon Bra (D-~S+)]: 324 2000/? ? ?
[Cultivation]: God of Magic (incomplete), Ten-ring Arcanist (incomplete), Archbishop of Divine Magic
[Current Status]: Blood Magic, Dark Night Magic, Magic Convergence, Magic Will, Magic Soul, Arcane Bodyguard, Undead Characteristics, Suspicion, Caution
[Analysis]: The blood demon Bra, who has merged blood magic with magic and arcane arts and survived in the world in a strange soul form, possesses the power of immortality to a certain extent, and can be reborn even if his soul is scattered.
Immortality characteristic.
This Bula seems to be really something.
Lu Wenwu was slightly surprised after seeing the detailed analysis.
Even if the soul is scattered, it can be reunited and reborn. How can such a bug-level ability of Lao Liu be achieved by a cultivator who has never set foot on the long stage of becoming a god?
Is it because of the characteristics of magic, or because of the so-called blood magic?
Lu Wenwu once again prioritized the search for the missing gods.
What Uncle Isidro mentioned, that the Blood Demon once broke into the kingdom of the God of Blood and Darkness and obtained some inheritance and power, is very likely to be true.
In this case, it is necessary to catch the other party and interrogate him.
Just when Lu Wenwu was still thinking about how to capture the other party and interrogate him about the whereabouts of the Kingdom of God, the blood demon Bula took the first step.
An arrow emitting a breathtaking red light streaked across the sky and shot towards the heart.
Lu Wenwu tried to dodge by turning sideways, but unexpectedly the blood-colored arrow slid across a half circle in the air and forcibly changed direction!
“It can actually turn!”
Lu Wenwu exclaimed and reached out to grab the blood arrow.
Feeling a different kind of power struggling in his hands, as if it was trying to drain his blood like a vampire, Lu Wenwu clenched his fists suddenly.
The scarlet arrow broke with a sound and exploded in the rainy night.
"You are powerful and proud."
The Blood Demon held the huge staff and moved slowly in the rain, sneering.
"You could have killed Ilder instantly, but you resorted to using words to break through his defenses. You possess magical immunity comparable to that of a dragon, yet you pretended to be ordinary and toyed with your opponent's mind."
"Did I?" Lu Wenwu glared, "Which of my words were not true?"
“Maybe.”
The Blood Demon whispered, and his eyes suddenly glowed red.
His figure suddenly became ethereal, turning into a ball of black gas that rushed towards Lu Wenwu and then exploded in the surroundings.
The next second, Bula's figure suddenly appeared behind Lu Wenwu, and the huge staff had unexpectedly transformed into a sharp short spear shining with scarlet light!
The gleaming cold light was so sharp that even the rainstorm and thunder were cut apart, forming a strange vacuum area.
"A wizard, right? Magically immune, right? Then try this!"
Dark Night Blood Thorn is one of the powerful abilities that the Blood Demon Bula comprehended from the kingdom of the God of Blood and Dark Night.
It may not be so effective when fighting against other professionals.
But when facing a spellcaster with a fragile body, it is definitely a panacea.
More than a dozen powerful magic gods have died from this move of his, which can definitely be called an assassination weapon.
At the same time, this is also his trump card.
Anyone who has seen this move is dead.
Who would have thought that a pure magician like Blood Demon Bra could also play the role of an assassin who believes in the shadow?
Mastering the power of shadow is the basis for becoming an assassin!
"Is this a different kind of shadow step?"
Lu Wenwu felt the whistling wind coming from behind him and raised his right hand holding the magic wand to his ear.
As the bloody evil energy surged in his body, the fully activated Fire Dragon Staff simultaneously burst out with golden and red light. It was so dazzling in the dark and rainy night that it almost pierced the sky.
“Swish!”
The Fire Dragon Staff, which had grown to three meters long in an instant, was wielded by Lu Wenwu. The Blood Demon saw clearly the terrifying power of the knotted muscles.
The Fire Dragon Staff, burning with blazing flames, swept over with a terrifying scream that tore through the air.
Its power was so great that even the tough staff reinforced with many top-grade materials showed a slight bend, forming a slight arc.
Wherever the magic wand passed, all elements and magic power exploded, and the violent wind pressure actually formed a gale!
The blood demon Bula's eyes were bloodshot, and he almost wanted to use the magic of the dark night to forcibly stop this move and escape.
But it's too late to leave now.
The violent Fire Dragon Staff instantly shattered the Dark Night Blood Thorn that Bra was proud of, and directly hit his body that was intertwined with black and red colors.
"boom!"
The entire academy was shocked by the bombardment.
Those sleepy students only felt as if there was a fire dragon dancing in the air and soaring into the sky.
The rolling air waves spread in all directions, and a small elemental tsunami erupted in the protected area forest.
Within the range of the wind pressure created by the magic wand, all objects and creatures were crushed by this violent force and spread evenly on the soil.
From then on, a large, super-flat square appeared in the forest of the reserve.
Even the hardest stones were turned into powder.
To be honest, Bra, the assassin among mages, is absolutely terrifying in the mage civil war.
In the Continent of Gods, where every spellcaster has a glass cannon, a low-level assassin who seizes the opportunity has a certain probability of killing a Truth-level wizard who has exhausted his magic power and has no magic items to protect him.
If you were a warrior or a knight, the advice is to stop dreaming.
Even if a high-level melee professional stands there and lets you hit him, you won't be able to break his defense.
This is the situation that the Blood Demon is facing now.
Unfortunately, Lu Wenwu is an invincible melee fighter that combines the power of a tank and a warrior.
Want to behead him by attacking the magician?
To some extent, it is just a trap.
Lu Wenwu, holding the burning magic wand, strode forward.
There, a black and red interwoven shadow slowly emerged.
Beneath the shadow, Ilder, with a haggard face and emaciated body, lay there quietly, his brows furrowed and his face full of pain.
His previously young and vibrant body had begun to show signs of aging. His skin, which should have become fair and shiny due to the infiltration of magic power, was now weathered like an old farmer and had lost its elasticity.
His hair had completely turned a shocking gray, like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties who had worked hard for half his life. His fatigue and aging were clearly visible on his body.
"It seems that how much strength you can exert depends on how much life force is left in Mr. Ild's body?" Lu Wenwu saw the result at a glance without even opening the Eye of True Vision.
After experiencing so many worlds, he is no longer a nobody. There are many things in common between his experiences.
Ild, life has entered the countdown.
Even if he were to advance to the realm of truth right now, his lifespan would not exceed a hundred years at most.
The original source is depleted too much.
As the "Golden Finger Grandpa", the Blood Demon Bra seems powerful at this time, but in fact it is just a false prosperity.
Unlike Yao Lao's possession which consumes his own soul power, every attack and every dodge of Bra requires the life force in Ild's body to be forcibly drawn out as energy for casting spells.
Life force is just a general term.
In fact, it not only includes the most common vitality, but also the qi and blood that warriors and knights are more familiar with, and even the soul power that undead creatures and necromancers are good at.
Qi, blood and vitality can be replenished by external objects.
But for the soul of someone who has not practiced any special method, it can only rest quietly.
The loss is small, perhaps just some loss of vitality, and you can make up for it by resting for a while.
If the losses are too great, people will become useless.
From the decline of consciousness to the loss of control over body functions, life begins to count down.
"You're definitely not a new student at Magik! How much good did that little bastard Lieyang give you to convince you to set up a trap to trick me?"
The Blood Demon's figure was a little lighter than before, and the vigilance and murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.
"You are not a God of Magic, much less the Truth. This level of power, and it's purely physical strength, with your body inherently immune to high-level magic, is something only a dragon of the same realm could achieve. A mature black dragon, or a young black dragon with a special bloodline?"
"Unfortunately, neither of them." Lu Wenwu shrugged. "The Lieyang you mentioned should be the headmaster? We only spoke at the opening ceremony, but you have a point. I helped the school solve a problem, so I deserve a reward."
"Impossible! Aside from those good-tempered idiots like the Silver Dragon, there's no way any dragon would unconditionally help humans!"
The Blood Demon shouted sternly, black energy surging in his hands.
"Even a mature silver dragon wouldn't have the physical strength you have. I've killed silver dragons of ancient blood before!"
"Make me a condition. Let me go. I don't want that idiot Ild. His body and soul belong to you."
"Power, strength, status, wealth, everything you want, I can give you! Do you want to know the secrets of the gods? I have entered the kingdom of the God of Blood and Darkness, and I can take you in!"
"Are you sure you can give me everything I want?" Lu Wenwu's eyes lit up.
The Blood Demon was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded: "Yes, if you are worried, we can sign the Ancient Covenant and ask the God of Blood and Dark Night to be witnesses."
He just said it casually. In fact, he never thought that someone would actually agree to such a thing.
Under normal circumstances, these words are just to buy time for escape.
However, if you can really bribe a dragon that has infiltrated the Magic Academy with these alone, it will definitely be a very cost-effective deal.
"My request is simple. If you can use the same ingredients and cook a better egg-filled pancake than mine, you can leave," Lu Wenwu said. "I'd even accept you as my disciple."
"Egg-filled pancakes?"
The Blood Demon was completely confused. What is an egg-filled pancake? How come I have never even heard of it?
Sounds like a simple meal, right?
"No, this is a kind of food? Why would you have such a request? I'm talking about everything, everything! Power, status, wealth, strength, don't you want these? Don't you have the highest aspirations?"
"Yes, egg-filled pancakes." Lu Wenwu said seriously, "Everything else is just paving the way for egg-filled pancakes. They are not important, and I am not too interested in them."
"Don't tell me you practice cultivation just to make better-tasting egg-filled pancakes." The Blood Demon's expression was obviously a little unbearable.
"Of course, otherwise why would I practice?" Lu Wenwu nodded in agreement. "If I don't practice, I won't be able to get many ingredients, and I won't have the ability or time to delve into more advanced cooking techniques. What's the problem with that?"
"Of course there's a problem!" The Blood Demon roared in despair. "You're just a cook, practicing to study cooking. What's the point of being so good at fighting?"
"Of course it's for self-protection, but what else?" Lu Wenwu asked doubtfully, "But now that you mention it, I admit that studying boxing and improving purity is indeed quite interesting, but it's still not as good as egg-filled pancakes."
"Damn, he's just a mentally unstable idiot!"
The blood demon exploded directly in the air, and the black air and blood mist in the sky suddenly spread in all directions and disappeared almost instantly.
"You unlucky creature! Just stay here and keep making your egg-filled pancakes! When I, the Blood Demon, am resurrected and descend upon Magik in my peak form, I look forward to seeing your expression of fear!"
"oh?"
Lu Wenwu smiled calmly, swung the Fire Dragon Staff and smashed it towards a certain area in the air.
In just a moment, the violent force shattered the space, violently smashing a black shadow stained with blood out of it!
If it’s not the Blood Demon, then who else could it be?
With one strike of the Fire Dragon Staff, it directly penetrated the shadow space layer, exposing the blood demon hidden inside back to the main material plane.
Lu Wenwu bent down, stretched out his hand to pinch the still struggling blood demon, looked directly into his eyes that made people feel terrified at a glance, and exerted force with his hands.
The blood demon's head deformed under his fingertips, becoming uneven like a balloon.
He laughed shrilly like a madman: "You brainless idiot, you don't understand how powerful I, Blood Demon Bra! I am the chosen son who has entered the kingdom of the God of Blood and Darkness. I am immortal! Immortal, understand! Even if you kill me, I will still come back to life..."
"Bang!"
All the noise stopped abruptly, and the only sounds left in the entire forest were the gradually fading sound of the rain and Ildenara's heavy breathing like a bellows.
Lu Wenwu ruthlessly crushed the blood demon's head, almost purifying his strange soul.
In his hand, within the flickering flame, a fragment of an extremely pure and refined soul was perfectly preserved.
This fragment comes from the Blood Demon!
"I know. I think I have a say in this matter."
Lu Wenwu muttered, feeling that the Underworld Civil Servant Certificate in his backpack was becoming more and more dazzling.
(End of this chapter)
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