Claiming to be the Source of Bloodline, the Ancestor of All Things, there was absolutely no problem.
"Abnormal Blood Saint"—Ludius Greyrat.
A true fusion behemoth!
"Sabat Togozui!"
Unintelligible magic incantations chanted from the dragon head, a galaxy-colored beam of energy spewed from the dragon’s mouth, striking straight at the face of the Necromancy Sovereign.
But the opponent was an Immortal! With unfathomable and bizarre thods.
A re wave of a hand caused hundreds of thousands of official Wizards to be squeezed and deford like toys, shaped into a grotesquely-shaped flesh-and-blood shield in front of him, easily withstanding the attack of the Abnormal Blood Saint.
But it wasn’t over yet, Ludius’s dragon wings stirred.
Countless translucent flying head Soul Bodies, sweeping like a tornado, wailing cacophonously like a Banshee’s death knell, threatening to shatter everything around!
This ti, the flesh-and-blood shield didn’t work.
The howling wind directly turned the flesh-and-blood shield into ash gray, imdiately collapsing into residue and vanishing.
The Necromancy Sovereign repeated his old trick.
Humming lightly, the power of the Death Law spread, and the souls of several hundred thousand Wizards were extracted again, forming a shield of wailing souls, which blocked the attack once more.
The Wizards who survived almost cried, hopping back and forth on the edge of the Death Line, enduring trendous psychological ups and downs that only those present could truly empathize with.
But clearly to no avail, Ludius, as if possessed, unleashed attack after attack that the Necromancy Sovereign could easily deflect with a wave of his hand.
The Necromancy Sovereign was not in a hurry either.
The more Wizards that died, the stronger his ritual beca, and he might truly manage to cross into this world.
Ludius had his reasons for doing this.
Right or wrong, he needed the surviving Wizards to perish for him to take that step.
Although they were clearly adversaries, they silently targeted the survivors with dark thods.
With no rcy in their moves, it puzzled the main force of the Undead, who dared not engage and could only watch helplessly, which was quite absurd.
Finally...
When only over ten surviving Wizards remained, the two tacitly stopped.
"Enough!"
"I’ve had enough, too!"
The Necromancy Sovereign laughed heartily, tearing an exaggerated arc through the descent channel, with the black aura representing death adhering to it, completely solidifying it.
His upper body had fully entered the Wizard World, just as he lifted his leg.
The Void trembled, shattering like mirrors one after another.
Ludius’s Law Domain reflected out, a Blood River with no visible end!
Anything that fell within it would be assimilated by the Assimilation Law into a pool of blood; endless blood red surrounded Ludius’ deford huge dragon body.
Three sets of blood eyes revealed a mockingly human sneer.
"You’ve lost... Sovereign."
The Necromancy Sovereign also revealed a sneer.
"It is you who has lost... Wizard."
"You think I didn’t notice your little trick? I did, but it’s useless, you can’t stop from descending into this world."
Ludius suddenly burst into hearty laughter.
"Do you dare?!"
The Blood River flowed, plunging one end into the solidified channel of the Necromancy Sovereign’s descent and the other into the Abyss, rapidly assimilated by the Abyss Power.
The Abnormal Blood Saint didn’t resist.
Instead, he connected the two, inserting the Necromancy Sovereign’s channel of descent into the Bottomless Abyss through his Domain.
The power of the Abyss spread, and the space they were in was no longer within the Wizard Universe.
If the Necromancy Sovereign dared to erge, the will of the Abyss would judge it as an invasion; both the Bottomless Abyss and the Undead Realm were vast domains, possessing fundantal operating logic.
A single Necromancy Sovereign wasn’t enough to fight against those Immortal Demon Gods.
This situation enraged the Necromancy Sovereign.
But the Abnormal Blood Saint, fully prepared for this, directly utilized the power invading from the Abyss, pushing the Assimilation Law to its limit.
Raising the Abyssal butcher’s knife.
He fiercely slashed towards the Necromancy Sovereign, in a move that could only be described as a classic example of how craftier the older a Wizard gets, the sly and calculating Wizards never treating anyone lightly.
And the Necromancy Sovereign, having been invincible for so long, inevitably let his guard down against what he saw as re insects.
"You cannot kill !"
The Necromancy Sovereign still stubbornly resisted, erecting a shield of death law at the rule level, preparing to withstand the strike with all his might.
The Abnormal Blood Saint nodded in approval.
"Indeed, I cannot kill you, but I don’t actually need to kill you."
"What do you an..."
By utilizing the fundantal logic of the Abyssal Will, Ludius could only execute a single strike, but that was sufficient.
The blood blade ford by the convergence of the Abyss Power, like a hot knife through butter, cleaved through the defenses of the Necromancy Sovereign, diagonally slicing down, severing the Sovereign’s shoulder along with part of his torso.
Ludius laughed heartily as he took his spoils of war.
Directly shattering the Blood River Domain, the power of the Abyss imdiately beca like boundless duckweed, rely a matter of ti before being cleared away.
But the force capable of restraining the Immortal’s characteristics had already taken effect.
The Necromancy Sovereign finally realized the problem.
Under the executioner’s blade of the Abyssal Will, he had forever lost a part of his body, and his power was about to wane.
The tables had turned.
The Abnormal Blood Saint, however, paid it no heed.
Having long set up his backup plan, it activated automatically, breaking through all restraints, transporting him away, and concurrently extracting the space within the Shattered Star teor Belt to be isolated.
Transforming into a spatial prison, directly banished into the depths of the Void.
At such a ti, even if the Necromancy Sovereign truly descended, the location would be in the Void, unrelated to the Wizard Universe.
The power of death had been entirely used to stabilize the passageway.
He had never truly arrived in the Wizard Universe; impossible to find his way back.
One plan lead to catastrophic losses, a bloodbath of losses. It was unknown how long it would take for him to recover.
The Undead Realm isn’t the only place with a solitary Immortal existence; competition is just as fierce. Once in a position of weakness, not only would adversaries covet his Soul Fire, but his subordinates might also betray him.
The Undead are even more real than Demons.
It is very likely that Ludius will never see this Necromancy Sovereign again...
"No!!!"
No matter how frantic he beca, it could not alter the reality of his failure.
On the side of the Abnormal Blood Saint, his face flushed with an air of triumph, he held the severed arm of the Necromancy Sovereign, appearing within a carefully designed Desolate Star.
This place was concealed with perfect chanisms, known to no one but him.
"The day has finally co."
Ludius took out a drop of crimson blood; it was the Ancestor’s Blood, of which only three drops had ever been discovered—one with him, another snatched away by the Red Empire (Lin Suo’s heist), and the last with the Eternal Night King fostered by Padolon, which had already been reclaid.
"Ancestor’s Blood..."
He swallowed it without hesitation. Any soul or consciousness within had already been erased. The mont he ingested it, his body began mutating, transforming towards the Curse Race.
To replace one with another was, of course, not as simple as re ingestion.
On the ground, the Alchemy Array belonging to Alchemy materialized.
Surrounded by six blood-colored obelisks, within which space had been expanded a thousandfold, filled entirely with blood from various races!
First, Ludius slashed open nurous wounds on his body.
The initially partially fused blood of various races flowed out incessantly, illuminating the Alchemy Array beneath him.
He was reverting to the source, returning to the most pure and pristine human bloodline; only in this state could he seize the bloodline of the Bloodline Ancestor.
Next was the already shattered Blood River Domain.
He also used a special thod to temporarily sever this domain from his connection. This mont was when he was at his weakest, looking unrecognizably aged and frail.
Yet he managed to endure it, and in just seven short days, he arrived at the final step.
"Phew..."
The Alchemy Array beneath him began to rotate according to its chanism, twisting and turning, eventually transforming into a different Alchemy Array.
The blood stored in the obelisks continued to flow into the Alchemy Array incessantly, as Ludius’s skin beca more and more ruddy, and slowly, a blood cocoon enveloped him completely.
The broken fragnts of the Blood River Domain also rged into it.
This was the last step.
The day the blood cocoon would break open would be the mont of his ascension to immortality, provided that... this place remains undisturbed, uninterrupted!
anwhile, the surviving Legendary Wizards of the Truth Council transmitted a video recording, featuring the cold and ruthless behavior of the Abnormal Blood Saint!
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