Wizard: Become stronger by drawing cards from the potions variety show

Chapter 706

“They took the bait.”

One of the high-ranking members of the Dark Destruction team tapped his fingers lightly on the table and leaned forward, as if he wanted to see the scene on the monitor more clearly.

"To be more precise, I'm about to take the bait."

The Dark King is the calmest among all people.

His attention was also focused on the monitor in front of him.

The wizarding world is a world that is more advanced and has more abundant resources than theirs.

The Dark World is already too old, and its depleted resources are simply not enough to support a larger population. If the world war continues to stalemate, they will have no future.

In the limited time, they must find a chance to turn the tables.

Taking risky military action is a last resort.

A huge floating city descended over the City of the End.

The residents of the City of the End, whether they have transformed or not, all looked up at the huge monster that blocked out the sky.

This is the wizard's ultimate means, and it is also the core means used to accelerate the progress of the war and integrate the implanted magic rules after the war reaches the middle stage, the floating city.

At this moment, wizard towers are standing on the floating city one after another.

These wizard towers draw magic power from the magic pool of the floating city, and through the collaborative transformation of the wizard towers, a complex formed by the condensation of a large number of magical creations is completed.

The rules of magic condensed in the floating city, and the rules manifested into tracks, like roots extending downwards.

"coming!"

This was not the first time they had seen the role of the floating city. At the critical juncture of the world war, during the defense of Moon City, personnel from all satellite cities were gathered together. It was after the floating city intervened in the front battlefield that the situation tilted.

In the eyes of the Dark King, strategic-level weapon damage erupted from the floating city like raindrops, falling densely on the Moon City.

When everything settled, Moon City had been plowed into a bottomless abyss.

Any resistance was wiped out from this world by their obedience.

This is an unmatched force, and it is also the reason why the wizarding world has the confidence to fight with only such a small number of people.

Because the wizard's battle is to analyze the world until the rules of the world are thoroughly understood, and the magic rules can be inserted into it as the underlying logic, and then it can be opened to the floating city that integrates the rules through the authority of the rules.

Although the deployment of the floating city requires a long time to collect rules, the existence of the floating city itself is the core embodiment of the wizard's wisdom. Any ability system that does not make better use of the rules than the wizarding world will not be able to resist the attack of the floating city.

The same is true for the dark world.

They can gain certain advantages on the battlefield through numbers, but it is difficult for them to cause effective casualties. For wizards, war is more about touching and collecting the rules of the world through various channels.

Whether it is fighting or killing, the purpose is to disintegrate the resistance and better collect rules.

It's like a dead end. They can struggle in the limited space, but as the space gets smaller and smaller, they will die sooner or later.

In the world of darkness, there are also many people with outstanding vision who can infer this through limited information. Therefore, in the City of End, there are many groups advocating surrender. Even the King of Darkness knows that many of his subjects hold such ideas.

Many of them have even started selling information in order to gain some status after wizards dominate the world.

But how could those stupid pigs know that there was no difference between being raised by a wizard and being raised as pigs for slaughter in the palace.

However, if my plan comes true, everything will be different.

In desperation, the Dark King still discovered two keys that could be manipulated, one of which was the pride of the wizards.

Another is one’s familiarity with the world.

The Dark King's eyes flickered.

The tentacles of the floating city extended down to cover the End City.

All the Darklings in the End City can feel that the surrounding environment has changed.

Their breathing became difficult and various symptoms appeared in their bodies. Some insects had spots on their bodies, some grew tender tentacles, some had mutated organs, and of course, even more insects exploded and died.

In an environment with extremely rich magic power, all non-magical creatures will be passively transformed by magic power, and the influx of magic power will flow through the bodies of the creatures.

Creatures that are talented enough will therefore master some special abilities, and magic power will naturally flow through the body according to specific patterns.

There are also creatures with slightly weaker talents. Although they do not have special insights, they can at least store magic power and condense it into magic crystals in their bodies.

If one does not even have the most basic storage instinct, the magic power in the body cannot be absorbed and retained, and will be squeezed out in an environment rich in magic power.

In the City of the End, religious groups of all sizes gathered from every corner. They wore robes imitating wizards, with strange patterns tattooed all over their bodies. They knelt down in front of the floating city in various uncovered places in the City of the End.

Some of them also underwent mutations, and many of them had their bodies twisted and could not contain magic power. They were about to explode and die, but under the effect of the runes on their skin, the magic power in the environment was guided into the runes and stored.

After his body contracted several times like a balloon, he narrowly avoided exploding.

I saw blood spurting out from time to time around me.

These dark-skinned people who believed in wizards were extremely grateful. Fortunately, they had accepted the wizard's recruitment in advance. Otherwise, I might have been among those who exploded and died.

Thinking of this, the believers of these pro-witch sects knelt on the ground in humility.

Of course, not everyone has undergone a mutation. The Dark Extinction people who have already transcended to immortality don’t have any special feelings themselves.

Even though the magic in the environment has changed, they feel more comfortable.

It’s like being in a dry environment all the time, feeling the skin burning, and suddenly being immersed in a hot spring.

The wings subconsciously and greedily absorbed the magic power in the surrounding environment.

After completing the metamorphosis, the Butterfly Annihilator should have been able to transform more thoroughly, but unfortunately, magic power was scarce in the surrounding environment, so the evolution was stopped. Now, with sufficient magic power supply, the wings, as regular containers, immediately absorbed the magic power, driving the body to continue the subsequent evolution.

The patterns on the wings flow through the back and intertwine with the entire body of these dark people.

A network structure has formed in their bodies. Although it is not as good as that of a wizard, whose entire body is a product of rules and magic can flow freely, the magic network densely distributed in the body has formed a fixed form, which can better assist the wings and release their own innate magic.

However, at this moment, the supply of magic power was interrupted.

It was as if there was a thin film covering their mouths and noses, making it impossible to breathe. There was abundant and rich magic power around them, but they were unable to absorb any of it.

These butterflies, which have just completed further metamorphosis, are in urgent need of magic power. Without magic power, this feeling is more unbearable than hunger. The empty magic network veins in their bodies are now expanding outwards, trying to compete for magic power.

This feeling is like being pierced by thousands of arrows.

Moreover, because the talent itself is the shape of their soul reflection, a new form formed by condensing a part of the soul, so after the lack of magic power, the texture of the wings also quickly weakened. As a part of the soul, their soul also began to weaken.

The consequence of a weak soul is being haunted by all kinds of terrible thoughts.

The soul is in pain and the body is in torture.

Addiction itself is not a disease, but it is more difficult to endure than any other disease.

……

The commander-in-chief watched the development of the situation through the mental network.

The Gemini Palace Master reported, "The ethnic assimilation plan has been successful. Next, if we follow the original process, the next step is to receive them, detain them, and transfer them. Commander, please take your leave..."

The commander-in-chief said, "Then continue."

That’s right, Gemini had already infiltrated the End City a long time ago, and many of the resistance measures of the End City were planned and promoted by Gemini.

Among them, the Darklings have a strong ability to adapt due to the world's environment, so wizards naturally will not ignore their racial talents. Instead of letting them act on their own and risk being out of control, it is better to guide them so that they can be better used by wizards.

Therefore, in the City of the End, the Transcendence Plan vigorously promoted by the Dark King and secretly assisted by the Gemini Wizards was successfully implemented.

The most crucial point is that through this plan, all the high-quality talents in the dark world will be captured.

……

"Give me magic power, I want magic power."

"My body hurts so much, it hurts so much!"

After their metamorphosis, the Dark People had just used the magic that the wizards were best at to teach these wizards a lesson, and they were still in high spirits. But the next second, the pain in their bodies and souls came like a tide, wave after wave, as if there would never be an end.

Not to mention fighting, they couldn't even stand steadily at this moment and were wailing on the ground.

The wizards on the battlefield did not pursue at this moment, but stood quietly where they were.

The Butterfly Darkness people pleaded in pain, and their pleas were answered. A contract was formed in front of each of them.

"Every bit of magic power belongs to the wizarding world. If you want to absorb magic power, you must sign a contract."

The first sentence of the contract directly states the wizard's purpose.

Fortunately, the wizards did not sign a harsh slave contract with them, but a tribal affiliation contract. After signing it, they would automatically be classified as a tribal group, and the tribal group would serve as a sub-group and an affiliated force of the Ministry of War.

Of course, this is the case in name only, but in reality, the main affiliation is with the groups involved in this world war and the various groups that fund them.

The Butterfly Annihilators had no choice. When they integrated into the rules of magic, they had no other choice. The rules of magic would bring stronger power, and there was almost no way to eliminate them. Their fate was already determined when they came into contact with magic.

As one contract after another was signed, it also meant that the war in the dark world was coming to an end.

All the geniuses were caught in one fell swoop, and the City of the End existed in name only.

Just at this moment, the commander-in-chief sighed and said, "It is indeed a trick."

Everything went too smoothly, which was completely different from the previous desperate resistance of the Dark People. Of course, it could also be said that perhaps the Dark People's confidence collapsed in the face of difficulties, but again, this was not normal.

Lucy is right.

……

King Anmie suddenly stood up.

"It's now!"

As one Dark Destroyer after another signed the contract, the luck of these people was gradually gathered in the hands of the world-class wizards.

However, at this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the middle of the ground of the End City.

The crack spread very quickly, and right in the middle it split the End City into two sides.

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A gray-black aura leaked out from the gap.

Seeing this scene, the commander-in-chief was slightly stunned: "This is... the aura of destruction. Is it the precursor to the collapse of the world?!"

King Darkness watched as another crack appeared from left to right in the City of Doom, and more fine cracks appeared along these two cracks.

Gray-black fog suddenly emerged from the ground and extended to the sky.

King Anmie and the surrounding high-ranking officials stood up. Instead of looking at the monitor, they came to the window and looked at the floating city not far away through the window.

At this moment, in the floating city, magic power is flowing around it, and various thrust facilities have been used to their maximum. Hot flames are gushing out like shining meteors.

Unfortunately, he was enveloped by the gray-black aura and was unable to move.

"The Darklings are witnesses to the end of the world, each one a marker of its collapse."

"The world won't mourn destruction, but we must consider the continuation of our race. Therefore, the cultivation system of every Dark Extinction person is to absorb the aura of destruction. Every powerful Dark Extinction person delays the destruction of the world by one minute."

“And now, such a strong aura of destruction has gathered here, which is enough to accelerate the process of destruction.”

"The direct cause of the world's destruction is naturally the floating city that took in a large number of Darklings, and the wizards within. They can't escape."

As if to prove what King Anmie said.

The floating city was shaking, and the thick black fog extending from the mantle was rippling in the shaking.

Whether wizards or darklings in the End City, all were swept away by this gray-black wind, their flesh and blood melting away, leaving only bones. After a second blast, the bones withered and the bodies perished, annihilated into ash. After a third blast, their spirits were wiped out, leaving no trace.

Even the prelude to the destruction of the world is so terrifying.

And in the air, the floating city's struggle gradually stopped.

Even the aftermath had such an effect. At this moment, the floating city was probably empty.

King Anmie said softly, "Let's go, it's our turn to go."

In the distance of the floating city, a small spaceship appeared, with sticky black cocoons clinging to its surface.

The surface of these cocoons is filled with the same black gray fog, and it is this gray fog that interferes with the perception of the floating city.