Chapter 445: Die Together, Die!

"It turned out that the seal was set by Wizard Gonzales. I thought it was done by Wizard Lister..."

As the chief wizard of the Ghost School, Vaklav knows a lot of secrets.

Most of them were passed down by Wizard Lister, the founder of the school, and a small part was left by the previous chief wizard Ilk Constantine.

There is not much content about Gonzales, the "pioneer" who introduced wizards to the original world.

According to the notes left by Wizard Lister, Gonzales was not only the first wizard to come to the original world, but also the first wizard to achieve the ancient god, controlling "wisdom", "fate" and "elements".

Later, Gonzales disappeared inexplicably, and this world had elements and the "Long River of Fate", only the "Wisdom" kingdom was missing...

When seeing this record at that time, Vaklav guessed that it should be believed that Gonzales broke the "fate" and "element" kingdoms and integrated into the "world clothes".

But strangely, the notes stopped there, and Wizard Lister did not make such a guess.

Thinking of this, Vaklav looked at the seal with a calm expression.

Whether Gonzales broke the kingdom or not, that was something that happened in the original era and the second era, which was too far away from him.

What he had to do was to try his best to protect this original world!

"Resolve!"

Two strange origins, one red and one black, appeared on Vaklav's hands, and he stepped into that space.

"Hahaha——"

"Weak, weak, weak wizard!"

"Compared to Lister, compared to Gonzales, you are too weak!"

Velosa and Ragnar were hanging side by side in the air, their wizard robes were tattered, and they were panting slightly.

The battle of just two hours almost made them unable to breathe.

The power of that "source soul" was extremely terrifying, and there was no weakness in its origin, body or spirit.

Not only that, with its huge body, the "source soul" released between its gestures, a simple blow required the two of them to resist with all their strength.

"Ragnar, as the chief wizard of the School of Mysticism and the strongest person in the system of fate spells, let fate favor you."

"Don't joke, Velosa. This space is special, and it is difficult for me to connect to the 'River of Fate'."

Ragnar's old face was rarely red.

He also knew that in this battle where the enemy and I had a huge disparity in strength, he had almost no ability to fight back with the fate divination and elemental spells he was good at.

In addition to being unable to connect to the "River of Fate" to obtain predictions, the isolation of this space and the lack of sufficient elements greatly reduced the power of the spells he cast.

For so long in the battle, he almost relied on his powerful original power to defend with all his strength.

Even so, in most cases he had to rely on Velosa's help to avoid the attack of the "Source Soul".

"Think of a way!"

Velosa was a little helpless, roared, and his blood and qi were surging, and he rushed to the "Source Soul" again.

Compared to Ragnar, his situation was better, but also very limited.

The body structure of the "Source Soul" is very special. The arms on its huge body, which are either dry or hideous, look like flesh and blood, but in fact, each one is the condensation of the original power.

To be precise, its entire body is condensed by the source of chaos!

I really can't imagine how much original power is in that body...

In short, after fighting for such a long time, Velosa still hasn't figured out the upper limit of its strength.

I only know that even if he uses the most powerful flesh and blood spell, he can only tear off an arm from the "Source Soul".

Boom!

Velosa drew two arcs with his hands and flashed by.

Two huge blood marks fell on the "Source Soul", and with a sizzling roar, two of the countless arms broke away from its body.

However, less than two seconds later, the "Source Soul" exuded a strange source of chaos and pulled the two arms back to its body again.

"Are you also wizards? You have power but are as weak as reptiles."

"Hehe... Countless years ago, if wizards were like this, they would have been swallowed by our 'chaos' long ago!"

The 'Source Soul' laughed and taunted: "Where is Lister? Where did he go? Don't tell me that he is dead, that will only make me want to laugh more!"

Velosa and Ragnar looked at each other, slightly puzzled.

Since the battle began, this "Source Soul" has mentioned the name of Wizard Lister many times.

Even if they responded during the period that Wizard Lister had already died, it didn't believe it.

It made the two demigod wizards look like fools...

"Wizard Lister doesn't have time to deal with ugly monsters like you!"

At this moment, a chuckle echoed in this sealed space.

"Who?" The face of the 'Source Soul', which was wrapped in countless arms, looked at the source of the sound.

"Wizard Waklav?"

Velosa and Ragnar were both happy and slightly relieved.

Vaklav flashed to their side, took a look, and couldn't help laughing: "You are really in such a mess."

Without waiting for the two chief wizards, Velosa and Ragnar, to explain, Vaklav took out a mechanical camera from somewhere and took a photo of them and the "Source of Chaos".

"You?!" Ragnar's eyes widened.

"Damn it," Velosa reacted, and the essence of his strong body suddenly exploded, and he said in embarrassment: "Vaclav, clear the photos for me!!"

"What photo? You saw it wrong!"

Wakraf put away the photo camera and did not give him a chance to snatch it. He turned to look at the 'Source of Chaos', looked at it and said: "Is this the living 'Source of Chaos'? It is indeed just like the legend. "

"豼..." 'Yuanhun' stared at him with a pair of eyes, his nose was slightly twitching, as if he was smelling something, and he frowned and said: "You have an aura about you that is both annoying and familiar to me."

"A student of Liszt?"

"That's right," Wakraf said with a smile: "Wizard Liszt specially arranged for me to take you to see him."

"He is indeed alive!"

‘Yuanhun’ looked at him deeply, especially his pair of black and red eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth:

"This is the first time I have seen a wizard who has integrated the 'origin of chaos'."

"So, Liszt has clearly studied the nature of our 'origin of chaos'."

"Not really, but I think after today, I'll be able to figure that out."

Wakraf shook his head and took a step forward. Two black and red rays of light flashed in his eyes, covering his whole body.

Then a gray fog source spread along his original world, strangely blending into the black and red light. Three completely different original powers were entangled together, gradually forming a black light.

That black light didn't have a trace of origin fluctuation. It didn't have the overbearing characteristics of death, nor the immortality of the undead characteristics, nor the chaotic evil. It was just pure darkness with a dim silver-white luster.

"Annihilation..."

The "Origin Soul" looked at the black light and showed a solemn expression for the first time. Countless arms twisted and circled around it, and the source of chaos subconsciously erupted, forming a continuously vibrating vacuum zone outside its body.

"It seems that I can't let you leave here today!"

"It just so happens that I have the same idea!"

Wakraf's face was much paler, and his lips seemed to be covered with blood-red lipstick. He sneered with a hint of madness in his strangeness.

"After I swallow you, all the 'source souls' will have no secrets in front of me!"

"roar--"

These words directly angered the "Source of Chaos", and it showed a violent posture for the first time. The arms around its body suddenly contracted clockwise like a huge lotus disk, protecting its head.

Immediately afterwards, the huge body bloomed in a straight line towards Wakraf.

Countless arms struck out instantly!

"Shadow Shattered!"

Wakraf's cold voice rang out, and his figure drew ghostly afterimages. It seemed slow, but in fact, when he reached the side of "Yuanhun", the black light outside his body turned into a huge ferocious iron hammer, and the hammer was covered with blood. Sharp spikes.

hiss--

Afterwards, there was a harsh sound like fingernails scratching against a metal plate.

With just one blow, the arm that the "Source of Chaos" attacked was cut off and flew out in an instant.

"You guys, destroy these ugly arms!"

Velosa and Ragnar looked at each other, ignoring the embarrassing incident of the photo, and rushed directly towards the broken arms.

"Remember, you can only use the source to destroy!"

Wakraf had a deeper understanding of the "Source Soul". After a reminder, the black light outside his body skyrocketed again, and a black eye pattern vaguely appeared between his eyebrows, as if it was his third eye.

At the same time, the black light condensed behind him into a figure so huge that it could be compared to the "source of chaos". His face was blurred and he was wearing a black robe.

"Although I have not experienced that period of escape, I can see the horror of 'chaos' from the records left by Wizard List and others!"

"Therefore, for a long time, I have been thinking about how to guard against you ugly, terrifying, and evil 'source souls'."

"I thought about it for a long, long time..."

Wakraf stood in front of the "origin soul", and the original power in his body cut off its connection with the broken arms, and said calmly:

"In the end, I decided to deal with you the way the wizards did!"

"Dissection, analysis, detection, ablation, fusion... I stayed in that forbidden research institute for a full thousand years and completed 343 billion experiments, which finally allowed me to successfully fuse the 'origin of chaos'. "

"I thought that if I wanted to test whether this method was correct, I would need to leave the 'Clothes of the World' and directly face these disgusting things like you."

"I didn't expect that there would be a weak 'source soul' like you here, but it saved me some time!"

"roar--"

The "Source Soul" had a sinister expression on his face, and his head roared through his twisted arms: "We are just tiny clones of the great 'Source of Chaos'. When He wakes up, the whole world will perish!"

"Haha... Then I'll swallow you first, and then I'll swallow it!"

Wakraf slowly raised his hand, and a small black sickle appeared.

The huge black shadow behind him, with its twisted arms, also held a scythe that was as black as ink and shrouded in a layer of silvery white luster.

Like the god of death, Vaklav flew straight across!

"Shadow Scythe of Chaos!"

Two figures, one large and one small, crossed the body of "Yuanhun" almost at the same time and appeared behind it.

The two sickles swept across, forming two parallel sections.

It's like dividing this space into equal parts, dividing the "source soul" into three sections!

Countless twisted arms flew out like flowers.

When the two chief wizards, Velosa and Ragnar, saw this, they rushed forward again without waiting for Vaklav to remind them.

The two had their origins manifested, and even though they knew that this way of crushing arms was consuming their origin power, they didn't regret it.

They all knew that the origin could be improved and supplemented in other ways, but if this "source soul" survived, all three of them would be in trouble.

Well, it might be only the two of them who would be in trouble...

It was just that the black shadow behind Vaklav who crushed those arms faster than them.

He almost snatched them. The moment the sickle passed, he turned around and grabbed those scattered arms and swallowed them into his mouth.

That exaggerated huge mouth was like the origin sub-body casting the [Soul Devouring Spell]. Just one bite made the "source soul" lose one-third of its body and directly lost one-third of its origin power.

"Roar - I curse you! I curse you!"

"You will be watched by the great 'Source of Chaos', and you will be devoured by Him!"

The "Source Soul" changed its expression drastically, and looked at Vaklav with a little fear.

In its long years, it was the first time that it encountered someone who dared to merge the original power of the great "Source of Chaos".

Even in the previous decisive battle with the wizard world, they had never encountered such a crazy wizard.

Perhaps those wizards thought about it, but no wizard could really realize it.

Unexpectedly, it actually saw such a wizard here, in the original world, in this world where wizards fled!

Even Lister, Gonzalez, and Anastasio Sweetin did not do such a thing, but...

"Damn it, I can't let him capture me, otherwise..."

The "Source Soul" thought of such terrible consequences, and it made a decision almost instantly.

"Die!"

Its head suddenly drilled into the body, into the core shell connected by countless arms.

The next second, all the arms suddenly shrank.

It was not the same attack that shrank and then bombarded like before, but twisted and torn into tiny "origins of chaos" and condensed into a point.

"Hmm?"

Waklav frowned slightly, looking at the 'source soul' that had shrunk to the extreme, and snorted:

"You want to stop my research?"

"Unfortunately, the idea is good, but I'm afraid I can't let you do what you want-"

[Time Rewind]!

A strange stream of light passed by, and the entire sealed space paused.

In the blink of an eye, the "source soul" returned to its previous ugly appearance with two-thirds of its arms missing.

"Time!?"

"Damn it!"

The 'source soul' stared at Waklav in fear, and its heart was shaken violently.

It didn't expect that there was a wizard who mastered the time characteristics to this extent.

How is it possible! ?

How did a wizard analyze the law of time? !

Obviously, the "source soul" didn't know what blood talent was!

"Die together? You don't stand a chance!"

PS: Thank you for the reward from Mr. Li Tao, thank you very much!